Happiness is a warm gun (Lennon)

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the Nation Trust

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no one can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is
Happiness is a warm gun

"Es una de esas chicas que no se pierde nada
Du du du du du oh yeah
Sabe muy bien lo que es el tacto de una mano de terciopelo
Como un lagarto en el cristal de la ventana
El hombre en la muchedumbre con lentejuelas multicolores
En sus botas claveteadas
Miente con los ojos mientras sus manos andan ocupadas haciendo horas extras "

UNa canción preciosa para un dia gris...
Nota: Existe una versión excelente de esta canción hecha, precisamente, por Mother Superior (véase el chorus).