i get tired, and upset and i’m trying to care a little less and i googoo i only get depressed i was taught to touch 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
pack up your drama and your old big bag and carry them to see the sea i don’t care what the people may say what the people may say bout me pack up your drama and your old big bag don’t worry about the carvery i don’t care what the whispers say cause they whisper too loud for me
hot topic, maybe i should drop it, it’s a touch in subject, and i like to tiptoe round the ship gone down, got penny, no pound so if your business is running out it’s not my business to talk about they don’t think what to say when they open their mouths
pack up your drama and your old big bag and carry them to see the sea i don’t care what the people may say what the people may say bout me pack up your drama and your old big bag don’t worry about the carvery i don’t care what the whispers say cause they whisper too loud for me
pack up your drama and your old big bag and carry them to see the sea i don’t care what the people may say what the people may say bout me pack up your drama and your old big bag don’t worry about the carvery i don’t care what the whispers say cause they whisper too loud for me