Happiness Is A Warm Gun

Beatles · The Beatles (The White Album)

She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust.

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down

Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
Happines is a warm gun
Yes it is

Happiness is a warm yes it is...gun....

Happiness Is A Warm Gun

Released on The Beatles' landmark 1968 White Album, "Happiness Is A Warm Gun" stands as a quintessential example of the group's experimental phase. The track features a distinctive, repetitive guitar riff that drives a narrative of chaotic energy and surreal imagery. Lyrically, the song explores themes of violence and absurdity, reflecting the band's departure from polished pop structures toward a more raw, studio-centric approach. As a key component of the White Album's diverse catalog, the recording showcases the Beatles' willingness to embrace unconventional songwriting and production techniques, influencing countless artists who followed in their wake.