I've been alone, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes
And drank till I was thirsty again
We were searching
Through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Vinnie Goodman's corset and pen
Okay, I made this up
I promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
Get down
A real low down
You listen to Gold Train
Derail your own train
Well, who hasn't been there before?
I come around
Around the world
Around the hard way
Put new comics in bed
Scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you French toast again
Okay, I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of girl you take home
That makes you happy
It can't be that bad






It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
If it makes you happy
If it makes you sad
If it makes you sad
If it makes you sad
Then why the hell are you so sad?

Then why the hell are you so sad?
We've been far, far away from here Put on a poncho, pay for mosquitoes
And everywhere in between We're okay, we get along
So what if right now everything's wrong?
If it makes you happy, it can't be that bad
If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?
If it makes you happy, then why the hell are you so sad?