Texty: Eliza Doolittle. Pack Up.

I get tired and upset,
and i'm trying to care a little less,
when i google i only get depressed,
i was taught to dodge those issues i was told,
don't worry, there's no doubt,
there's always something to cry about,
and when you're stuck in an angry crowd,
they don't think what they say before they
open their mouths, you gotta,

pack up your troubles in your 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,
'cause 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 ship going down,
you got penny but no pound,
and if your business is running out,
it's not my business to talk about,
they don't think what they say
before they open their mouths, you gotta,

pack up your troubles in your 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,
'cause they whisper too loud for me,

tweet, tweet...

(it's just to test your ability
lets count from one to infinity
dont rock the boat
gotta let it be
gotta let it go
uh uh uh uh)

pack up your troubles in your 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,
'cause they whisper too loud for me,

yeaa, yeaa, ehh, ehh, ehh, ehh