Bed from the Internet

A bed from the internet Here comes the sun You better not forget I am the one You said I think a lot Maybe too much And are you happy now? I'm happy enough Woah oh oh oh (I know, I know) Woah oh oh oh (I know, I know) The birds are awful here They scream at the sun Wake up and walk your fear At the point of a gun How many milligrams To get through the day? I think I'm coming down It's better that way Woah oh oh oh (I know, I know) Woah oh oh oh (I know, I know) Pile up some memories To point at the sky Call it the ministry Of not asking why And when you lose it all, well Let's stay in touch And are you happy now? I'm happy enough Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh