Happy Chemicals

Lyrics

[Intro]

Little vial on the shelf,
glass catching the lab's fluorescent hum,
labeled 'Dopamine Agonist' in faded Sharpie ink.
You're my spark, aren't you?

[Verse 1]
In that cluttered room at Johns Hopkins,
1973, Candace Pert leaning over the bench,
born in '46, gone by 2013,
her fingers steady on the pipette,
dropping solutions into petri dishes.
She found the opiate receptor that year,
unlocked endorphins' secret door.
Solomon Snyder watching, born '38,
said the brain's a chemical factory.
And here you are, small vessel,
holding the promise of that rush.

[Chorus]
Happy chemicals, flooding the,
dopamine chasing rewards like November rain in Baltimore,
serotonin steadying the morning light at 6:30 AM,
oxytocin in the warmth of a hug at 78 degrees,
endorphins after the jog, mud on the Reebok soles.
You dance in my veins, quiet architects.

[Verse 2]
I hold you up to the light,
that metallic tang in the air,
cool 68 degrees in the lab's embrace.
Candace wrote in '97, Molecules of Emotion,
your body is your subconscious mind.
I whisper to you, tiny bottle,
release the spark, the calm wave,
let serotonin bloom like dew on grass.

[Bridge]

Strange fact, soldiers in 'Nam,
endorphins masking bullet wounds till the fight's done.
You, vial, you're the key to that power,
not just pain's veil, but joy's quiet engine.

[Verse 3]
Oxytocin from the sweater's scent,
warm and worn, left on the park bench at dawn.
I address you now, happy flood,
rebuild me from the inside,
like Pert's breakthrough on that autumn day.

[Chorus]
Happy chemicals, flooding the synapses,
dopamine for the win on a late evening, 9 PM,
serotonin in the sun's first rays,
oxytocin binding us in picnic laughter,
endorphins in the bicycle's spin through the park.
You weave the resilience, my intimate allies.

[Outro]

Little vial, stay with me,
in this gilded synapse, we thrive.