Some things in life are bad,

[Modeps]

:music:Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you're chewing life's gristle,
Don't grumble,
Give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best.
And...

Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistle]

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]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistle]

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]
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
[whistle]

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.
[whistle]:music:

:beer:

 

[Bryophyte]

Hold me before I go under
hear me before I drown
sharpen your sense of wonder
listen to what I've found
Here we are again
two old lovers, two old friends
just when you need them
a devil was standing on my shoes
somehow I know how to defeat him
since I tumbled into you
You taught me Love and Pain
and the unsung King of Ireland
says the same thing
wherever you find it
The same thing from the same old cause
The same thing - I cannot define it
The same thing and it always was
It struck me sad and strange
all that ever stays the same is Change
and I dreamed I wandered
wayward as a restless wave
spanning from here to yonder
most spectacularly saved
Dream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles
and it's fine
to be in your company
funny to be in your day
a miracle just to be with you
glad to be going your way
Were these unfolding plans
designed or drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a Life of Sundays
would I have seen me here.