Karaoké Happy Hour HARDY & Knox

I don't know why they call it Happy hour 'cos I'm here feelin' bad

Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour 'cos she ain't comin' back

And I'm lookin' 'round the bar half drunk and half mad

'Cos they call it Happy hour but everybody in here is sad

So sad

It's sunny and it's seventy-five

What the hell am I doin' in here

Starin' at a half-lit neon sign and I don't even like that beer

It's like nobody wants to be in this place

Oh but nobody wants to go home

Ain't it funny how we're all in here together but we're all sittin' all alone

So I don't know why they call it Happy hour 'cos I've been feelin' bad

Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour 'cos she ain't comin' back

And I'm lookin' 'round the bar half drunk and half mad

'Cos they call it Happy hour but everybody in here is sad

So sad

All the drunks drink for cheap

Shit that's what they should call it

All got somewhere to be but we're all alcoholics

So we numb all the pain while the sun's still in the sky

But damn

What's more depressin' than a fuckin' hangover at night

My stupid ex got me blocked

I got some bills that ain't paid

I got a truck in the shop

Ain't got no smile on my face

Yeah we might save a few bucks but that ain't savin' our soul

So I don't know, I don't know

I don't know

I don't know why they call it Happy hour why they call it Happy hour 'cos I've been feelin' bad

Drinkin' whiskey but I'm sour 'cos she ain't comin' back

And I'm lookin' 'round the bar half drunk and half mad

'Cos they call it Happy hour but everybody in here is sad

So sad

Everybody in here is sad

So sad

Sad