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A mop! A broom! A pail!
The stuff my dreams are made of
You work, you strive, you fail
The world's a place you're not afraid of
But then you are brought down to earth
And you find what your dream was worth

This funny world makes fun of the things that you strive for,
This funny world can laugh at the dreams you're alive for.
If you're beaten, conceal it,
There's no pity for you,
For the world cannot feel it;
So keep to yourself,
Weep to yourself.

This funny world can turn right around and forget you,
It's always sure to roll right along when you're through.
If you are broke,
You shouldn't mind,
It's all a joke,
For you will find
This funny world is making fun of you.

~~~♫♫♫~~~

If you're beaten, conceal it,
There's no pity for you,
For the world cannot feel it;
So keep to yourself,
Weep to yourself.

This funny world can turn right around and forget you,
It's always sure to roll right along when you're through.
If you are broke,
You shouldn't mind,
It's all a joke,
For you will find
This funny world is making fun of you.

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