Happy?

Robinson Crusoe has come to town
He has broken Friday's balls
And now he is breaking down
He must be happy

Marilyn Monroe is on the floor
Smiling photograph
Screaming "won't you touch me please?"
And she must be happy
Sure, she's happy

And I
Have watched the door
Paced the floor
Run myself to death in tired dreams
Sat by the phone with no one to call
This is what loneliness means

Let me hang it up on the wall
A blind man's painting
Let me gaze up at the skies
While raindrops fall
A bitter shade of yellow
And I'll be happy
Oh yes, I'll be happy

So bloody happy