Everyone dies, everyone loves a fight
Nothing is sound, nothing right side right
Evening comes when the sun goes down in red
Nothing is cool
When will all the fighting end?
When will all the fighting end?

Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
It’s empty as an argument
I’m running down a life that won’t cash out
(cash out)

Everything fails
Everything runs its course
A time and a place for all this love and war
Everyone buys, everyone’s got a price
Nothing is new, when will all the failures rise
When will all us failures rise, rise

Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
It’s empty as an argument
I’m running down a life that won’t cash out

Happy is a yuppie word
Blessed is the man who’s lost it all
Happy is a yuppie word, word

Looking for an orphanage
Looking for a bridge I can’t burn down
I don’t believe the emptiness
I’m looking for the kingdom coming down
Everything is meaningless
I want more than simple cash can buy

Happy is a yuppie word
Happy is a yuppie word
Happy is a yuppie word
Happy is a yuppie

Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound
Nothing is sound

Happy is a yuppie word
Nothing in the world could fail me now
Happy is a yuppie word, word

So come down, yeah
So come down, yeah

Written by Jon Foreman. All songs ©2005 Meadowgreen Music Company and Sugar Pete Songs / All right administered by EMI CMG Publishing (ASCAP). All rights reserved. Used by permission.

Behind the Song:
“A year ago I had a late night talk with a friend who stated the quote: "Happy is a yuppie word." I stayed up after he left, turned off the TV war and wrote a song about our happy, yuppie world. Turns out, Bob Dylan was the one being quoted. "In 1991, when Rolling Stone interviewed Dylan on the occasion of his 50th birthday, he gave a curious response when the interviewer asked him if he was happy. He fell silent for a few moments and stared at his hands. 'You know,' he said, 'these are yuppie words, happiness and unhappiness. It's not happiness or unhappiness, it's either blessed or unblessed.'” For me this song is the heart of the record, pumping blood out to the limbs and fingers and mouth and such. And maybe every lyric on the record might be needed and true, still this song has kept everything alive for us. We had the privilege of opening for Wilco a few years past- I would like to dedicate this song to the incredible music that they have given all of us down through the years.” – Jon Foreman (Switchfoot)