I ain’t got no groceries
An’ I’m all outa drugs
My room is a-freezin’
An’ crawlin’ with bugs
I ain’t got no money
An’ can’t buy the best
My debts are a-pilin’
But what is the test

H a p p i n e s s
Is a warm beer
Locally brewed
Happiness is being
Bein’ in the mood

I ain’t got no family
An’ don’t need no friends
I don’t have excuses
An’ don’t make amends
When you are down
An’ luxuries are dear
Remember that happiness
Is a warm beer

H a p p i n e s s
Is a warm beer
Or what’s in the fridge
Happiness is being
Bein’ inebriated




ROBIN’S RUDE SONGS AND POEMS, Robin Sharpe, Kalayaan Publications, 1990


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