After The Beatles’ Happiness is a Warm Gun

It’s not a beer that misses much
Do do do do do do, oh, yeah

It’s well acquainted
With the touch of my eager hand
Like a king on a winning reign
The beer in the glass with the
Evergrowing head on its straw body

Bubbling with its fizz
While its spices are busy working overtime
A grand impression upon my taste buds
Which I swirl and sniff and hold up to the light

I need a drink; this beer’s going down
Down to the belly that is growing round
I need a drink; this beer’s going down

Blvd Brewco brewed the one
Blvd Brewco brewed the one
Blvd Brewco brewed the one
Blvd Brewco brewed the one
Blvd Brewco brewed the one
Blvd Brewco brewed the one

Happiness is a cool ZŌN
(Gulp gulp, swig swig)
Happiness is a cool ZŌN mama
(Gulp gulp, swig swig)
When I drink you on my porch
(Oh yeah)
And I get my fill of your perfection
(Ooo, oh yeah)
I know nobody can do me no harm
(Ooo, oh yeah)

Because happiness is a cool ZŌN mama
(Gulp gulp, swig swig)
Happiness is a cool ZŌN, yes it is
(Gulp gulp, swig swig)
Happiness is a cool, yes it is, ZŌN
(Happiness, gulp gulp, swig swig)
Well, don’t you know that happiness is a cool ZŌN mama
(Happiness is a cool ZŌN yeah)