Primitive Radio Gods are an American alternative rock band from Southern California. Current members consist of frontman Chris O'Connor, who performs vocals, guitar, and bass; percussionist Tim Lauterio; and Luke McAuliffe, who contributes various additional instrumentation (guitars, violins, piano) as well as much of the art that has appeared on the band's albums and website. Former member Jeff Sparks wrote, sang, and played bass before leaving the band for unknown reasons (though apparently on good terms) early in the development of Still Electric. The band is best known for their 1996 hit "Standing Outside a Broken Phone Booth With Money in My Hand." now, it's free and you will discover so much great music :) Upload Your MusicFor ArtistsFor LabelsWidgetsDownload Last.fmImage ChartsPlugins & ExtrasData FeedsBlog Badges & LogoTop ChartsWeekly Top ArtistsWeekly Top TracksOverall Tag ChartsFree DownloadsForumsWeb Site SupportLast.fm Client SupportFeedback and IdeasAbout UsContactAdvertiseTeamModeratorsCareersHelpFAQSupportWhat’s NewPrivacySubscribeRecent Updates.
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Are You Happy? Lyrics
Primitive Radio Gods
Hey, are you happy?
Does your sun set high?
Does your sun set high?
Hey, are you happy?
If you're not, then why?
If you're not, then why?
Hey, are you with me?
Are you dead inside?
Are you dead inside?
Hey, can you hear me?
If you can't, then why?
If you can't, then why?
It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around
Hey, are you happy?
Does your sun set high?
Does your sun set high?
Hey, are you with me?
If you're not, then why?
If you're not, then why?
It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around
It's hard not to listen to what they say
It's not gonna matter anyway
Diving through hoops made of fire isn't scary
It's the guy with the whip and the smile who can barely
Remember the days when his mother was Mary
When the man slams you down
Get up and walk around
Get up and walk around
Get up and walk around