Packa ihop eländet

Bilen var så trasig och reparationen blir så dyr att det är lätt att deppa ihop. Men det ger jag tusan i. Istället så sätter jag på en låt med Eliza Dolittle på grammofonen, packar ned bekymren i en gammal väska och slänger i sjön. Sedan känns allt bra igen.





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 get your old grin back
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 s**t 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 get Your old Grin back
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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