The Waltz Of Happiness
It has such an ironic name
Yet everyone plays the game
It has irresistible fame
The Waltz Of Happiness
We all dance it everyday
To take away the pain
But it doesn't
We will never try
We all have so much pride
We dance to deny
The monotony of life
Open your eyes
We're all going to die
We dance to deny
What's going on inside
We all distract ourselves
From the inevitability
Of what's going to happen to you and me
I don't want to just wait and see
It goes on and on and on
Forever we're dancing
Like a puppet tied to strings
Ohhhh,
I'm ageing, I'm ambling, I'm aching
The Waltz Of Happiness
Goes on
Until all of our
bloody deaths
But we're,
Dancing, dancing
oh so carefree
Dancing dancing
Just you and me
We pretend that
we're so happy
After the high comes the crash
Dancing dancing
So cheerily
We can be tricked
So easily
We pretend that
We're so happy
To survive another day
Open your eyes
We're all going to die
We dance to deny
We dance to deny
We are forever dancing to deny
The monotony of life
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