You see the world thru your cynical eyes
You`re a troubled young man I can see
You`ve got it all in the palm of your hand
But your hand`s wet with a sweat
And you head needs a rest
And you`re fooling yourself
If you don`t believe it
You`re kidding yourself
If you don`t believe it
Why must you be such an angry young man
When your future looks quite bright to me
And how can there be such a sinister plan
That could hide such a lamb
Such a caring young man
And you`re fooling yourself
If you don`t believe it
You`re killing yourself
If you don`t believe it
Get up, get up, get back on your feet
You`re the one they can`t beat
And you know it
Come on, come on let`s see what you`ve got
Just take your best shot and don`t blow it, oh