Happiness is Not for Amateurs

Lyrics

All men sweat more than they intend when the jackboots arrive at the front door It beats "Silence, please," or "Finish your vegetables" for getting the attention of a child Re: the uncomfortable dynamic between hunter and hunted I don't know if there is a difference, personally On your own side of the earth, mine is unknown And here, conversely, you are a mystery I respect that But I must destroy it I once paid fifteen pounds to sit on a train and listen to a racist abuse a Chinese family as we crossed the Tyne Bridge and nobody said anything so I did, and it went wrong And I ended up sitting back down for the last couple of minutes of the journey feeling like a cunt And not one of those nice ones Not one of those "ensure the existence of the species" ones I like to think that the Chinese family didn't know what was happening That the language barrier had saved their souls But really, I know the details were important And their faces said it all: "You are a nation of bastards We do not belong here." Thank God it was the end of the journey And I had all of those spells on me Thank God it was the end of the journey And I had all of those spells on me Da da da da da da da Happiness is not for amateurs Happiness is not for amateurs Happiness is not for amateurs Happiness is not for amateurs All men sweat more than they intend when the jackboots arrive at the front door All men sweat more than they intend when the jackboots arrive at the front door All men sweat more than they intend when the jackboots arrive at the front door All men sweat more than they intend when the jackboots arrive at the front door