Happy days are here again. i'm three shits to the wind. it's so nice to wet the bed and not care. turning matter into mush. i'm three shits to the wind. what's another million cells to my head? mornings broken, so is my nose. i'm three shits to the wind. how did i get into my neighbor's bedroom? why does my tongue taste like doc. i'm three shits to the wind. i think i'll try something stronger next time.