I thrive on laughter
It’s a sweet panacea
It’s like a sunrise
Over the Riveria
I’m not one for tears of joy
I’m just a laughing gas boy
Where’s the tea on the ceiling?
Can’t it be everlasting?
Happiness is a need
More than just a want
Like an old man needs life
On his midnight stroll
Without any mirth
Life is a stillbirth
But it’s so cutthroat
It’s absence kills souls
A beanist is one
Who stays clear of someone
Who consumed too many beans
Without exceptions
And the joke is eternal
The laugh is ethereal
And music makes me happy
Lifted by the melancholy
Happiness is a need
More than just a want
Like an old man needs life
On his midnight stroll
Without any mirth
Life is a stillbirth
But it’s so cutthroat
It’s absence kills souls.
