Happiness

C          F          E
My mother says I'm great

C       F              E
And it always makes me sad

C        F                E
I don't think she's being nice

C        F                  E
I really think she believes that

C         F        G             
So now I bend my days around the 
  F
people

                G
All the people obey, whoa



C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

F             G                C    
F  G (one stroke)
Happiness depends on who you blame




C        F           E
I gather things can change

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C               F             E
So maybe she's asleep in her grave

C            F        E
She gave her body to science

C           F                 G
So I'm not sure what's in her place

      F              G
Maybe roses or Tanqueray, whoa




C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

F             G                C
Happiness depends on who you 
      F   E
blame


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A



C            F        E
I know the dead still listen

    C                F        E
She sings a part of every refrain

C         F             G
Under the weight of the living

           F
Pointing a finger

                G
With no eyes to aim, whoa




C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

     F          G
It's absolutely nothing

C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

     F          G
It's absolutely nothing

C           Bb
So sad it's nothing