Weezer
Lyricist: Rivers Cuomo / Chris Sernel / Sean Bowe Composer: Rivers Cuomo / Chris Sernel / Sean Bowe
I’m like Stevie Ray Vaughan on the stage
High on music
Teeth grinding
Sweating under the lights
But then my boss calls
And she’s crushing me with a 20-ton weight
Just like in Monty Python
Somebody left on the sink, it’s still running
My eyes are gonna overflow
I need happy hour on sad days (on sad days)
I need happy hour I can’t wait (can’t wait)
I’m like Ponce de Leon
Sailing on a ship for the new world
Checking out the birds and flowers
Let’s chill out on this island
I’ve been sucking on a lime and coconut
I think I could stay here for the rest of my life
Please don’t ever make me go home
I need happy hour on sad days (on sad days)
It’s my happy hour I can’t wait (can’t wait)
Maybe I'll meet a scientist
In sweatpants and a hair tie
We’ll conversate about ghetto birds and midi keyboards
Then we’ll slow dance
Head on my shoulder
Swaying back and forth and
My friends look on and smile
Everything gonna be alright
It's my happy hour on sad days (on sad days)
I need happy hour, I can't wait (can't wait)
I need happy hour, to save me
Maybe I'll meet a scientist in sweatpants and a hair tie
We'll conversate about rare birds and MIDI keyboards
And we'll slow dance
I need a happy hour, I can't wait