Tori Amos — Happiness Is a Warm Gun

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[Chorus: Tori Amos]
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, Momma
Happiness is a warm gun, Momma

[Bridge: Tori Amos]
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun, the gun, gun, no, no, no
Mother Superior jump the gun
I said, Mother Superior jump the gun, I said I’m gonna, oh, no
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun, no, no, I said I’m
Mother Superior jump the gun
Said I’m gonna, Mother Superior jump the gun, jump the gun

[Verse 1: Tori Amos & Dr. Edison Amos]
She’s not a girl who misses much
«Yet these ten Bill of Rights. Each one gives the people a Special right.»
She’s not a girl who misses much
«The second one is a right to bear arms.»
She’s well acquainted with the touch
She’s well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Tori Amos]
I’m, I’m down, keep me down
I need a fix cause I’m
I said, I need a fix ’cause I’m
I need a
Need, I need, I need
I need, I need, I need, I
I need, I, no, no, I
I need, I need, na-na I
I need, I na-na-need, a mama, I
Need, and I na-na-na, need, I na-na-need
I need, I na-need, I need, I need ’cause

[Chorus: Tori Amos]
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, Momma
Happiness is a warm gun, Momma

[Post-Chorus: Tori Amos]
I need
I need a
I need

[Verse 3: Tori Amos]
She’s not a girl who misses much
She’s not a girl who misses much
Mother Superior, down

[Verse 4: Tori Amos]
I need a fix ’cause I’m going down
I need a fix ’cause I’m going down
I need a fix ’cause I’m going down
I need a fix
I, mama
I need a fix ’cause I’m going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
Down to the bits that I left uptown
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I said, I need a fix ’cause I’m going down
I need, I need, I need

[Verse 5: Tori Amos]
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Momma

[Outro: Tori Amos]
Happiness is
Happiness
Momma, Momma, Momma