Janis Joplin - Happy At Last - Текст песни

I sound like Michael Stipe and I dream like Carl Jung 
and I look just like a show girl who sleeps with her makeup on 
And I'm ready for the foot lights to play the part I'm cast 
I may not be a star but I'm happy at last 

I dance like Billy Budd, and I pray like Dinah Shore 
I disappear like Garbo but I come back wanting more 
And I don't know where I'm going  
I'm running out of cash 
I may not be well off but I'm happy at last 
you know I may not be well off but I'm happy at last

BRIDGE: I'm not as smart as a Sunday Times 
crossword puzzle 
Big words get me into trouble 
I never see the light shine down, 
I burn too fast 
I may be pale but I'm happy at last 
I'm happy at last

I have a friend back home who likes to sleep all day 
He packs his pipe reflects on life
and dreams his debt away 
He still lives with his parents just like he always has 
He may not always know it but he's happy at last 
you know he  may not always know it but he's happy at last 
Happy at last 
Happy at last