Happy Hour
the beautiful soul and the housemartins Lyrics


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It's happy hour again
I think I might be happy if I wasn't out with them
And they're happy it's a lovely place to be
Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she

Where the haircuts smile
And the meaning of style
Is a night out with the boss
Where you win or you lose
And its them who choose
And if you don't win then you've lost

What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (oh)

It's another night out with the boss
Following in footsteps overgrown with moss
And he tells me that women grow on trees
And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees

Where they open all their wallets
And they close all their minds
And they love to buy you all a drink
And then we ask all the questions
And you take all your clothes off
And go back to the kitchen sink

What a good place to be
Don't believe her
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe her, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me

What a good place to be
Don't believe her
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe her, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (it's happy hour again)

Don't believe her, don't believe her (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe her(it's happy hour again)

And again, and again
It's happy hour again, and again, and again




It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again

Overall Meaning

The song "Happy Hour" by The Housemartins paints a picture of a night out with co-workers, where the lyrics suggest that happiness is only superficial and that it isn't a good place to be. The songwriter expresses a sense of alienation from the group, who converse in a language that he doesn't understand. He feels that he might have been happy if he wasn't out with them, implying that the company and atmosphere aren't conducive to genuine happiness. The lyrics describe the scene with references to haircuts and style, which emphasise the superficial nature of the experience. The reference to the boss in the lyrics implies a hierarchical structure, where the company's success and the employee's happiness are entirely controlled by the boss's whims.


The imagery of women growing on trees and willingly falling to their knees highlights the sexism and objectification of women within the group's culture. The group's affinity for alcohol consumption and partying is evident, with the lyrics describing the group opening their wallets and closing their minds. The song ends with a repetition of the phrase "It's happy hour again," conveying the cyclical nature of the experience.


Overall, the lyrics offer a critique of corporate culture, where social events and workplace hierarchies shape people's lives, leading to artificial and unfulfilled happiness.


Line by Line Meaning

It's happy hour again
The singer notes that it's happy hour again, implying that this is a familiar ritual.


I think I might be happy if I wasn't out with them
The singer realizes that they might be happier if they weren't around the people they are currently with.


And they're happy it's a lovely place to be
The people the singer is around are content and enjoy where they have gone for happy hour.


Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she
The people are happy about specific aspects of the bar, such as the real fire and the fact that the bartender is a woman.


Where the haircuts smile
The artist describes the people around them as having particular hairstyles, which they note are smiling.


And the meaning of style
The singer implies that style is important to the people they are around, and is potentially what brought them together for happy hour.


Is a night out with the boss
The singer suggests that the meaning of style for the people they are with is a night out with their boss.


Where you win or you lose
The artist implies that attending a night out with bosses is a competitive event, where one can lose or win.


And its them who choose
The artist notes that the bosses are the ones in control of the evening's events and outcomes.


And if you don't win then you've lost
The artist implies that there is no in-between, and if someone doesn't win at the evening's events, then they will have lost.


What a good place to be
The singer sarcastically comments on the setting, noting that this is, in fact, a terrible place to be.


Don't believe it
The artist implores the listener not to believe the falsehoods of the setting and its people.


'Cause they speak a different language
The singer notes that the people they are with communicate in a way that is potentially exclusive or inaccessible to others.


And it's never really happened to me
The singer acknowledges that they have not experienced joy or happiness in the same way that others seem to be.


It's another night out with the boss
The singer notes that this is a recurring event in their life, and that they are once again out with their bosses.


Following in footsteps overgrown with moss
The artist implies that attending these events is stale and outdated, and that the tradition has lost its relevance.


And he tells me that women grow on trees
The artist notes that their boss makes sexist comments about women, perhaps suggesting that he does not take women seriously in a professional setting.


And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees
The singer implies that their boss's comments are predatory and objectify women.


Where they open all their wallets
The singer notes that people they are with are willing to spend money at the bar.


And they close all their minds
The artist implies that people are not receptive to other ideas or ways of thinking, instead focusing entirely on the happy hour experience.


And they love to buy you all a drink
The artist notes that the people around them enjoy buying drinks for others, perhaps as a way of building camaraderie.


And then we ask all the questions
The artist notes that people are often inquisitive of others during happy hour.


And you take all your clothes off
The singer implies that people might reveal too much about themselves in these settings and feel vulnerable.


And go back to the kitchen sink
The artist implies that people return to mundane, everyday life after the happy hour ends.


Don't believe her
The singer once again implores the listener not to trust what they see and hear at happy hour.


(it's happy hour again)
The singer notes again that this is a recurring event in their life.


Don't believe her, don't believe her (it's happy hour again)
The singer repeats their call not to trust what they see and hear during happy hour.


And again, and again
The artist hammers home the point that this event is recurring and unchanging.


It's happy hour again, and again, and again
The artist is still noting that this is a familiar and repetitive part of their life.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: IAN PETER CULLIMORE, PAUL HEATON

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Comments from YouTube:

@lupodelupis3672

I was a 13 years old boy, from a little village in Italy, in 86, and my favourite group was The Housemartins from Hull, GB! :)

@Jessieheels77

Hope you're all doing well in Italy now. Solidarity from Ireland 🇮🇪🇮🇹🇮🇪🇮🇹

@meichong8278

@@misterr3083 neutral moresnet ?

@ravenhill_the_cryptic_of_1968

wish i could go back to these times, gutted i'm stuck in these times.

@cazm8019

Me too x

@fayesmith5772

At least we have these videos to keep us in these times xx

@chalkfarmcarsquadso1664

Your not alone

@johnpenfold5678

I was 21 when this was in the charts 55 now it was a great time and now have great memories 👍

@gerrycolgin6666

Yes happier times in Croydon

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@michelle88960

My brother in law loved this song. He would put it on the jukebox all the time. Sadly he was killed in a car crash and this was played at his funeral. Made me smile. He even used to do the dance. Bless him. It made us all smile when his 4 year old son started dancing to it in the crematorium.

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