Happiness is hard to get Happiness is being wet Happiness is a song Happiness, it never lasts long [Chorus] Happiness is the way Happiness is being gay Happiness
Happiness is hard to get Happiness is being wet Happiness is a song Happiness, it never lasts long Chorus Happiness is the way Happiness is being gay Happiness
Übersetzung: Will Young. Glück.
year Happiness is hard to get Happiness is being wet Happiness is a song Happiness, it never lasts long Chorus Happiness is the way Happiness is being gay Happiness
: [2Pac] Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin
for the love Or (whatever it is) I gotta pay for it Sometimes happiness the only thing I pray for (I can't leave it alone) The will to ask questions like
you wrote back checks Just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed in war Let the poets cry themselves to sleep And all their tearful words will
like ancient greek gods or that bloke Achilles pop idol & big brother are shortcuts to the top cosmetic surgery and brown-nosing will help you a lot back-stabbers and liars you will
with hate To love another one with surrender Maybe the one who will be coming Will love you more than I And maybe will she be happier And more loved]
if we all could just live forever? You know? Imagine that." Imagine being able to live past twenty-one No more ghettos, no more slums Everybody's young
be too extravagant can only envy those (that are) young and ignorant (It all ends on February 13th) The neon lights are fizzling out Midnight will soon be history The past will be ignored [Our] relationship will
are so many ways you can go Take a look at yourself, you're still very young And big aims always take very long Now it's time for happiness, stay hard
will escape. We are the kings of Earth. And AXIS gonna put them slaves... They killed so many worlds before. But they will pass sentence upon themselves... When the Earth opens up...will
: (Traditional) Fair young maid all in a garden Stange young man, passerby He said, "Fair maid, will you marry me?" This then, sir, was her reply:
we've learned about living This is all that we've learned about living A million young poets Screamin' out their words Maybe someday Those words will
a thing. Now there's a void in my heart And a hole in my dreams. Well I poured miles of concrete And strung wire for telephones, Dug ditches when I was a young
because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read, Or listened to the words that Jesus said, About the road to happiness
: Oooh..Ooooh I tell you it will shake the earth beneath your feet The light that shines will redefine your old beliefs What you reap is what you sow
