Pack Up

I get tired and upset And I'm Trying to care a little less When I 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 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 about me Pack up your troubles, get your old kit bag Don't worry about the cavalries 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 ship going down We got no penny, no pound So if your business is running out It's not my business to talk about They don't think what to 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 about me Pack up your troubles, get your old kit bag Don't worry about the cavalries I don't care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me Tweet, tweet Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet, tweet Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet Tweet, tweet Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet, tweet 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 about me Pack up your troubles, get your old kit bag Don't worry about the cavalries I don't care what the whisperers say 'Cause they whisper too loud for me Yeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Yeah