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.

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Yeah yeah
Yeah (dibadabadodooo)