Sing This Song

You look down
Your feet can't reach the ground
Don't frown
That only brings us down
You clown
Let your uncle spin you around
That sound
The cry of the attention hound

Thinking that it's not up to you
It's got you wondering whatcha gonna do
Feeling like your hand's tied to your shoe
And they're calling you new

And it's gonna get worse before it gets better
Take's a lot to make it right when it's been so wrong
And the lessons are there if we just remember
And sing this song

Gather 'round
It's not often the truth is found
It's gone
Got left somewhere way uptown
Stripped down
The beauty freely resounds
But now
They're selling it by the pound

Do do do do do do do do do do
Ahh ahh ahh

And it's gonna get worse before it gets better
Take's a lot to make it right when it's been so wrong
And the lessons are there if we just remember
And sing this song

Do do do do do do do do do do
Ahh ahh

Do do do do do do do do do do
Ahh ahh

Do do do do do do do do do do
Ahh ahh

Do do do do do do do do do do
Ahh ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Heyer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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