Hot topic, maybe I should drop it...it's a touchy subject.

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

Cos' no doubt
There's always something to cry about

And when your stuck in an angry crowd

They don't think what they say before they open their mouth


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 
cos' they whisper too loud for me