The Naysayer Track

Listen to me…
Get over it…
If I’m not living I’m dying
All you’re doing is sulking and crying

I don’t want to talk…
Now let it go…
I’m not going to argue with you
You think you know but you haven’t a clue

So what if that’s what they say
You are such a pessimist
Society’s bill that you’ll pay
And this ship won’t disappear into the mist

With your same complain…
Seems like such a strain…
Yet you still cross your tee
Pay your dues and throw a fit

More is better, misguided by money…
I guess it’s true: misery loves company…
Your boards dry and covered in chalk
Now kiss the stone and give it a throw

You always seem to find something
Stamp your name and stand in line
Whine through the winter and wait for spring
Give me a call when you’re riding the pine

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