Hell No, I Ain't Happy
Album(s): Decoration Day, Hell No, I Ain't Happy (CD-Single),Sung by: Patterson Hood
Written by: Patterson Hood
There's a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer.
She's an overnight sensation after twenty-five years.
Sharp fast curves, power steering.
Unroll that twenty and buy me some beer.
Ain't too bad, too bad at all, pick up the phone if I ever call.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
There's a pretty little girl outside the van window.
'bout 80 cities down, 800 to go.
Six crammed in, we ain't never alone.
Never homesick, ain't got no home.
Check my mail if you would please, Jenn.
Collect my things when I'm in town again.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
But I get a little closer everyday.
Gonna be a long while 'fore I'm back your way.
And I've seen just how much I can stand.
One night in Kansas City, I thought about killing a man.
Seen my number fly by on Interstate 10.
Seen the mountains of Montana at seven AM.
And I keep it all together for the sake of the kids.
Got your fine-ass self on the back of my lids.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
Hell no, I ain't happy.
But I ain't too crappy,
no I ain't too crappy, too crappy at all.
No, no.