Happy as Hell
by Gil A. Waters
I'm sitting in the slum that I call home
and I'm just waiting for a sign
While the world around me crumbles
and the rich get richer all the time
I spend my life waiting for something
in a world without hope
So don't be surprised if I pick up a gun
when the word "freedom" is such a joke
I'm looking out from the inside
and I wonder what it's like
When all the dreams that I have
are so far from a very real life
It was a playground
when I was a child,
but now I'm all grown up
It's not a game anymore
and I know what I want
Happy as hell
and waiting for my time
Happy as hell
and screaming on the inside
They think their souls were made from gold,
but I can see through their disguise
And soon I'm going to show them
what the world is really like
There's a silver lining
in every dark cloud
and now I've found mine
They can't keep me down forever;
I'll give them all a big surprise
The Cold War may be over,
but the one in the street is still alive
Eating flesh with every passing day,
but no one hears the cries
The Christ never comes
to raise me from my tomb
So it's just me and my anger
as I claw my way through
Happy as hell
and waiting for my time
Happy as hell
and screaming on the inside