Here’s the official video for Weird Al Yankovic’s new song Tacky which is an unashamed cover of Pharrell William’s massive hit Happy.

Just like all the songs Weird Al has recorded before he highlights the absurdity of pop culture and human behaviour. Lyrics below.

“Tacky”

[Verse 1:]
It might seem crazy, wearing stripes and plaid
I instagram every meal I’ve had
All my used liquor bottles are on display
We can go to see a show but I’ll make you pay

[Chorus:]
(because I’m tacky)
Wear my belt with suspenders and sandals with my socks
(because I’m tacky)
Got some new glitter Uggs and lovely pink sequined crocs
(because I’m tacky)
Never let you forget some favor I did for you
(because I’m tacky)
If you’re okay with that, then, you might just be tacky, too

[Verse 2:]
I meet some chick, ask her this and that
Like ‘Are you pregnant girl, or just really fat?’ (what?)
Well, now I’m dropping names almost constantly
That’s what Kanye West keeps telling me, here’s why

[Chorus:]
(because I’m tacky)
Wear my Ed Hardy shirt with fluorescent orange pants
(because I’m tacky)
Got my new resume it’s printed in Comic Sans
(because I’m tacky)
Think it’s fun threatening waiters with a bad Yelp review
(because I’m tacky)
If you think that’s just fine, then, you’re probably tacky, too

[Bridge:]
Bring me shame, can’t nothing
Bring me shame, I never know why
Bring me shame, can’t nothing
Bring me shame, I said
Bring me shame, can’t nothing
Bring me shame, it’s pointless to try
Bring me shame, can’t nothing
Bring me shame, I said

[Chorus:]
(because I’m tacky)
43 Bumper Stickers and a YOLO license plate
(because I’m tacky)
Bring along my coupon book whenever I’m on a date
(because I’m tacky)
Practice my twerking moves in line at the DMV
(because I’m tacky)
Took the whole bowl of restaurant mints. Hey, it said they’re free
(because I’m tacky)
I get drunk at the bank
And take off my shirt, at least
(because I’m tacky)
I would live-tweet a funeral, take selfies with the deceased
(because I’m tacky)
If I’m bitten by a zombie, I’m probably not telling you
(because I’m tacky)
If you don’t think that’s bad, guess what, then you’re tacky, too