Appiness Is a Warm Geetar

Appiness is a warm geetar when she's singin in your hands Bright and sad and mad and glad all the colours in between Appiness is an old red dress worn again for the very first time Worn like a smile breakin out in the sun, worn like the sun breakin thru the trees on the run Appiness is an orange sweater worn by you and kept forever Kept in a drawer that's hermetically sealed in the hope that the smell won't ever leave it Appiness, it's a muthafucka, don't you think so Appiness, always getting in the way Appiness, it's a muthafucka, don't you think so Appiness, always getting in the way, always getting in the way Appiness has no fixed address, it's never really home Always on the road alone, juss wandering, juss wandering now Appiness is a rollin stone that gathers no moss and covets no throne Fights for no prize, wears so many disguises, all illusions, shapes and sizes Appiness is a painted wall, it's a frozen lake, it's a shopping mall It's an apple pie, it's the fourth of july, it's your name in the sky for all to see yeah Appiness, you could never guess, you could never guess her name Wandering round in the pouring rain, do what you need to, what you need to do Do what you need to do, what you need to do Appiness, it's a muthafucka, don't you think so Appiness, always getting in the way Appiness, it's a muthafucka, don't you think so Appiness, always getting in the way, always getting in the way I will meet you down the line, meet you down the line, meet you down the line