Close your eyes, and go to work
If it's an honest life how come I feel like furniture
And your charms won't let me forget
It's a happy life, I've been a**ured of that
By the Wall Street coronary debt and its welcome mat
And the man who mistakes his wife for a hat
It's the life I live (live the life you must)
Must be more I know (live the life that I)
I tried to forget, tired and happy life, tired and happy life, tired and happy life
I dance with you, but i'm in the way
I trip over myself but I seem displaced
In a vast base behind a giant's smile
So close your eyes, and go to work
If it's an honest life how come I feel like furniture
And your charms won't let me forget it's a happy life