It took ten years to realize 
Why the angel stopped crying 
When you sail on down the lane 
Your happy smile, your funny name 
I just don't mean the things that I say 
It's only 'cause you're made that way 

Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening 
Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening 

When we grooved on into town 
Charles Atlas stopped to frown 
'Cause he's not made like me and you 
Just can't do the things we do 
I'm not being mean, so don't take it hard 
When I ask you [bad word] round the yard 

Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening 
Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening 

Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening 
Sorry for laughing 
There's too much happening