Happy Crowd Yodelice

Tonight my future stands alone in a cry
Frightful fire fear and dread in my eyes
The human kind is not my kind anymore
What's the point of giving love to a whore

We are the happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd

People talk and what am I to believe
People walk and what is there to achieve
Down the road of pride and shame do they go
What's the point of sailing back to the shore

And I give up to the living dead
Dancing and singing in my head

We are the happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd
The happy crowd
Happy crowd