Misery is a-coming like a train down a track
You gonna get quite flattened ‘cos you just can’t fight back
Pessimism’s rising optimism’s had its day
And along comes the snowplough to push it away.
You gotta roll with the bad times like you danced in the good
Make the most of what you got like you know you should
Things might look quite bad now but they could be much worse
You gotta get up and tango not lie down and curse.
But when your dancing feet are so broken and sore
You can’t get up and dance about, or even walk no more
You hear the train of misery bringing the bad times back
But no matter what you want to do you can’t get off the track.