Down on Happy Street by Tony Carey Lyrics

It was easy, it was casual
At least it seemed that way for you
You were never less than valuable
I can't believe the things you knew

I don't want to tell you what to do
I don't even want to talk to you
I don't want to see you any more

All the way down Mickey's beat
You've got your telephone
You've got your feet
You join the ones that you can't beat
Down on happy
Down on Happy Street

Now they've got you in a magazine
Hey, you made it that far
You showed the world
That you had discipline
You showed the world
Exactly what you are
I don't want to tell you what to do
I don't even want to talk to you
I don't want to see you any more

All the way down Mickey's beat
You've got your telephone
You've got your feet
You join the ones that you can't beat
Down on happy
Down on Happy Street