Happy Town

I could slip, I could fall

Down that mean and awful hall

With the other jealous bitches

And the bitter grumbling men

I could sneer, I could glare

Say that life is so unfair

And the one who made it, made it

'cause her breasts were really big

Well I don't want to get bitter

I don't want to get cruel

I don't want to get old before I have to

I could bitch, I could moan

Say I want to be left alone

But that's not really true

Because I like my time with you

Till you rant and you rave

Wishing fat folks to their grave

But I feel sorry for them

You say they get what they deserve

Well I don't want to get bitter

I don't want to get cruel

I don't want to get old before I have to

I don't want to get jaded

Petrified and weighted

I don't want to get bitter like you

Like you, with the darts in your eyes

Like you, with disdain for mankind

I was charmed, now I wonder

Well I don't want to get bitter

I don't want to get cruel

I don't want to get old before I have to

So I'll smile with the rest

I'll wish everyone the best

And know the one who made it

Made it 'cause she was actually pretty good

Well I don't want to get bitter

I don't want to get cruel

I don't want to get old before I have to