Buck Up

Been lying awake and wondering
Where it all went wrong
We’re running in this human race
But the odds are looking long
So I sat beside my hound dog
And I looked into his eyes
I said «What's the use of tryin'?»
And to my surprise
He said, «Buck up, baby, come on, sick 'em
Make 'em laugh if you can’t lick 'em
Keep on shinin' like you know you should
Keep on shinin', that’s the way to get 'em good»
So I put my shoes on
And I walked out in the street
Papers say we’re on the way
To starting World War III (Oh, shit)
So I took the hand of my paper man
And said «What we gonna do?»
He just started laughing
He said, «I got news for you»
«You better buck up, baby, come on, sick 'em
Make 'em laugh if you can’t lick 'em
Keep on shinin' like you know you should
When it gets bad, that’s the way to get 'em good»
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
Keep on shinin' like you know you should
Keep on shinin', you gotta get 'em good
They got the money and they’re never gonna get enough
But honey, we got the love
And we got friends who come on swining'
We get hit, we go home singin'
La la la, like we know we should
When it gets bad, that’s the way we get it good
We sing, «Buck up, baby, come on, sick 'em
Make 'em laugh if you can’t lick 'em
Keep on shinin' like you know you should
Keep on shinin', that’s the way you get 'em good
Keep on shinin', that’s the way you get 'em good»