Songtext zu 'Happiness' von Rooms: A Rock Romance

Monica:
Saturday, I get a call from Mommy
Saturday, I get a call from Mommy to say Daddy's run away
Run away with who?
Judy Katz, Mom's best friend.

Sunday night, I get a call from Daddy
Sunday night, I get a call from Daddy and he's laying in bed with you-know-who
I said, "Talk to me, Dad." And he did.

He said, "Kid, I don't know how it happened
I never meant it, too, not for a second,
And I didn't mean to hurt you, oh
It's out of my control, I've never been in love
And when I'm not with her, I'm drowning
Drowning, can you forgive me, darling daughter?
Can you forgive my happiness?"

Yes, of course, love happens
I think it just happened to me
I was running, dreaming rainbows
When unexpectedly, I met someone who
Touched me somewhere through
And when I'm not with him I'm cracking
Cracking

Never been in love
Never been in love
Never, never, never, never been in love before
Oh
Never been a love
Don't know how to deal with love
Hope it doesn't happen to me anymore

You can bust down any wall
But you can never have it all
When I'm not with him I'm drowning
I thought it was fear, but now it's hiding
Slipping, sliding
Happiness

Ian:
Telephone rings, how are you, brother?
Our mother just dropped dead on the golf course
She just shot a birdie, so
She died with a smile on her face

Ali made arrangements, I took the pain
Hard British nights, cold in the rain
Never gonna see my Mommy again

Monica:
Dear Wanker,
Woke up this morning
I had to write to you
What's the point in wondering?

Both:
What's new?

Monica:
Whatcha doing?

Ian:
Whatcha doing?

Monica:
Where ya going?

Ian:
Where ya going?

Monica:
Are you happy?
Who're you happy with?

Ian:
Am I happy?

Monica:
Are you thinking?
Are you singing?
How's the drinking?
That's all
Ian, I really need to speak to you.
Give me a call

Ian:
Why have a little when a lot will do so much better?
Why have a bittle when a bottle will be wetter?
There's the riddle
Why, the kittle go full throttle
Till the final empty bottle
What an awful, tragic sight.
Another lost cause
Just like my Daddy was

Monica:
Come out of the darkness
Into the light
Come out of the darkness
Into the light

Both:
Come out of the darkness
Into the light