It’s Happening

It’s happening
It’s happening
Happy people just smile
Like a child
They can feel
What is real
And happy people don’t go around throwing rocks, throwing stones
Calling names, breaking bones
They just sit and groove
Too happy to move

People call them lazy and crazy
But it’s happening, yeah

And happy people don’t care
They’re having fun
In the fog, in the sun
Even in the smog
Because they’ve accepted
Life’s perplexities
They’rе content to do
Withinn their own particular own unusual eccеntricities
It’s happening, yeah

They sit and groove
Too happy to move
Groove
Move

Happy people don’t go around throwing rocks, throwing stones
Calling names, breaking bones
They just sit and groove
Too happy to move

Happy people just smile
Like a child
They can feel
What is real

It’s happening
It’s happening