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Explicit Music is the publishing company that deals with Wud Records and all of the bands that come under the Wud Records label. Explicit Music is headquartered in Exeter, England.
HAPPY HOUR
I look up at the sun
I see the colours run
Cos now my sky is blinded by
Tears of crucial fun
I taste the evening air
I feel the breeze so rare
Yet now my mind has forgotten time
And I don’t really care
Can’t you hear the laughter
Can’t you feel the joy
Happiness like heat from the street neat boys
Can’t you hear the laughter
Can’t you feel the joy
Happiness like heat from the street neat boys
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
I want the moon to dance
Never want to take the chance
Cos now my hours are broken down
Into Can and Can’t
In the mirror Pierrot walks
Bright glass about him caught
And with a dream of outrageous schemes
To Harlequin he talks
Can’t you hear the laughter
Can’t you feel the joy
Happiness like heat from the street neat boys
Can’t you hear the laughter
Can’t you feel the joy
Happiness like heat from the street neat boys
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Ah-hah-aha-ahah, ah-hah-aha-ahah
Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) D & G Music 1992.