The feeling in, got to the brain
It pays to got it coming and you ain't got a chain
Their only attire is a typical Vice
But if it gets you well, well you ain't being nice, no

So follow their lives, 'til they cut out your eyes
You wont be even seeing if you ain't growing lies
Then bought all the shit that should never be sold
They put a gun above it and lo and behold

We are the happy landfill
We are the happy landill
(Alright!)

The feeling in, got to the brain
It pays to got it coming and you ain't got a chain
Their only attire is a typical Vice
But if it gets you well, well you ain't being nice, no

So follow their lives, 'til they cut out your eyes
You wont be even seeing if you ain't growing lies
Then bought all the shit that should never be sold (we are the happy landill)
They put a gun above it and lo and behold(We are the happy landfill, alright!)