I get tired And upset And i’m trying to care a little less When i google i only get depressed I wast taught to dodge those issues I was told Don’t worry There’s no doubt There’s always something to cry about When you’re stuck in an angry crowd They don’t think what they say before they open their mouths
(chorus) Pack up your troubles in you old kit bag And bury them beneath the sea I don’t care what the people may say What the people may say about me Pack up your troubles get your old grin back Don’t worry ’bout the cavalry I don’t care what the whisperers say Cos’ they whisper too loud for me.
Hot topic Maybe I should drop it It’s a touchy subject and I like to tiptoe round the tiff goin’ down You got penny, but no pound your business is running out ‘not my business to talk about They don’t think what they say before they open their mouths.