Atom And His Package Lord It`s Hard To Be Happy (when You`re Not Using Lyrics

Lord It`s Hard To Be Happy (when You`re Not Using Lyrics

Twelve inches per foot

Two pints in a quart

Why don't we make it
easy?

The English system of measurement must be linked to history

We can use units of ten and convert with ease

Like all the other
countries

I am in command

Yes, I am taking a stand

From this
disease we must be free

Good God



You're drunk with your
tradition

That has no validity

Well, I'm intoxicated in support of
metrics

Come drink a decaliter with me

We want metrics

We
want it now

We know we can win

I weigh 170 pounds

That's 90
kilograms

So metrics can even make you thin



Yardsticks are
pathetic



All the cool things are in metrics

For example,
here's just one

I've got my nine

Well, that's nine millimeters

Sounds cooler than my point two something inches gun

The powerful if
nonexistant they will call me communist

Or commie scum

But it's
worth it

Canadians will think we're smart

At least they'll think we
are not as dumb



You're drunk with your tradition

That has no
validity

Well, I'm intoxicated in support of metrics

Come drink a
decaliter with me

We want metrics

We want it now

We know we
can win

I weigh 170 pounds

That's 90 kilograms

So metrics can
even make you thin



The revolution's here

We must overcome at
last

As we symbolically stick their fucking foot up their fucking ass

Guitar!



You are drunk with your tradition

That has no
validity

Well, I'm intoxicated in support of metrics

Come drink a
decaliter with me

We want metrics

We want it now

We know we
can win

I weigh 170 pounds

That's 90 kilograms-ac