People tell me you're feeling dark
And you scored your funeral
They found your crumbled up papers
On the floor
Tell me, are you expeditious
Or are you just depressed?
I brought a song to be an aid
And the flashing horns
Will take you by surprise
The pieces fit together
And never pull apart
And I wrote a major chord
To follow you around
It's melody always sincere
And a rhythm, you can tell
I picked it on my own
Sometimes it fits
Sometimes it don't
And the flashing horns
Will take you by surprise
The pieces fit together
And never pull apart
Sometimes it fits
Sometimes it don't
And the flashing horns
Will take you by surprise
The pieces fit together
And never pull apart
So when you gonna cheer up?
when you gonna cheer up?

INVIA LE CORREZIONI