She's not a girl who misses much she's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane the man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime a soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National trust. I need a fix cause I'm going down down to the bits that I left uptown I need a fix cause I'm going down mother Superior jump the gun mother Superior jump the gun mother Superior jump the gun mother Superior jump the gun. Happiness is a warm gun happiness is a warm gun when I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun happiness is a warm gun happiness is a warm yes it is gun happiness is a warm gun yeah.