Happy Meal is an unreleased demo by Marina Diamandis, possibly intended for her first studio album, The Family Jewels.
The song was written and produced by Marina herself.
Background[]
Happy Meal was played live as a "new song" in December 2007, along with Seventeen, Horror Pop, Simplify and Hermit the Frog.[2] Rockabilly's timeline mentions the track by title, but does not specify a release date.[3]
The song leaked on Tumblr on June 4, 2012,[4] along with other early demos and a cover of Katy B's Perfect Stranger, in a fan-made EP titled "Give Me the Money!", a line taken from Where Diamonds Grow.
Official Versions[]
| Version | Released on | Date | Length | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Home Demo | N/A - Unreleased | Leaked: 04 Jun 2012 | 3:56 |
Lyrics[]
Polished trophy, pretty whore
Leave the house to feel adored
Evil eaves so soft and sweet
So why'd you let them pass you around like meat?
You're not even breast
You're not even steak
You're a Happy Meal
Just laid bare on a plate
You're available at any hour
They just drive-through
Take your power, power
You better watch out
I think your meat is starting to turn sour
Groupie, they all lovingly
Fear the things you could achieve
If you thought better of yourself
But you prefer to fuck up your mental health
You grew up hungry
Hunger pangs for company
You coulda sucked dry all the seas
But nothing seemed to put you at ease
They say "You always sing in a minor key
Only about things that concern me"
I'm happy day to day
But this hunger - it never goes away
I grew up hungry
Hunger pangs for company
I coulda sucked dry all the seas
But nothing seemed to put me at ease (Me at ease)
Like chocolate, sex, cigarettes, and love
No, none of these things seem enough
For girls like her, and guys like me
Depleted in com-company
Depleted company
Depleted company
No, I don't wanna be saved
I'm not askin' for that
I prefer to be brave
And fill myself up with things
That I know will just fuck with my head
With things that I know will just fuck up my head
Well, at least I helped one girl
Crawl out of stranger's beds
And you, I doubt you ever bothered to see
What's going on in her head
Well, it's easy to judge
And it's easy to say what you said
No, it's easy, so easy to say
To say what you said
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