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 When you're stuck in an angry crowd They don't think what they say before they open their mouths
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 about 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 shi going down Got penny, but no pound So 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
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 about the cavalry I don't care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me
Its just to test your ability let's count from one to infinity Don't rock the boat, gonna let it be gonna let it go oh oh oh
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 about the cavalry I don't care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
Compositores: Felix L Powell (Barthold Lloyd Felix), George H Powell (Asaf George), Matthew Alan Prime (Prime Matt), Timothy Daniel Woodcock (Woodcock Tim), Eliza Sophie Caird (Eliza Doolittle) ECAD: Obra #4670736 Fonograma #10177990