Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the beest...
And...always look on the bright side of life... (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
Always look on the light side of life... (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle - that's the thing.
And...always look on the bright side of life... (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
Always look on the light side of life... (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.
So always look on the bright side of death (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
Just before you draw your terminal breath (whistle up, whistle down, whislte up gradually in paired words)
Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the right side of life...
(Over the chorus being sung in the background: Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(I mean - what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life...
ANYHOW... I am being led to believe a lady in Jeans with Midget Drunks surrounding her 8 hours a day (Dyllan Moran Referance: Dylan Moran - Children are like Midget Drunks) that a large man with a spanner, some wiring and an engineers pocket protector (Sorry Dad ;) ) will be entering my dwelling as of 1600 hours tomorrow and I will there by be given access to the top-secret mainframe that is the INTER_WEB.
Need I say more... |
Thus...
I shall soon be more diligent on the blogging front by having 24hr access to it.
Stay tuned!!!
Wow Geoff - an embedded link in your blog post - impressive! :P
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