I get tired, and upset And I’m trying to care a little less And on 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 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 bout me. Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 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 shit going down, You got penny, 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 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 bout me Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag Don’t worry about the cavalry I don’t care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me
It's just to test your ability Let's count from one to infinity Dont rock the boat, gotta let it be, gotta let it go
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 bout me Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag Don’t worry about the cavalry I don’t care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me
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