DON'T MAKE ME HAPPY (Gillan/Glover/Lord/Morse/Paice)
You stare into the room, nothing there but space No sign of any message gone without a trace But I don't want your pity, if that's what you think I'll take my comfort from this hole I'm sinking in Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny
Don't make me good Don't make me mad Don't make me fly Don't make me happy
It's nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you would It's got a bed, two chairs and a table, I'd leave here if I could There's a man standing up who's down on his knees Outside the cold wind sends a shiver through the trees On the line, left behind, under pressure It's so bad, leave me be, I don't want to get better
Don't make me good Don't make me mad Don't make me fly Don't make me happy
I don't care what you think but think about this It could have been somebody else, beware of what you wish Now the door is closed, locked and sealed And now you think you know how rejection feels Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny
Don't make me good Don't make me mad Don't make me fly Don't make me happy.
