Here's a little song I wrote You don't want to sing it note for note Worry Be unhappy In every life we have some trouble Go ahead and worry and make it double Worry Be unhappy Worry be unhappy now Rotted your teeth out with Mello Yello Used a dead rat for a pillow Police man sprayed your face with mace A cardboard box is your place Worry Be unhappy Boooo hooo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Worry Be unhappy Hey I'd give you my phone number But I don't have a phone But if I did I'd make you unhappy Ain't got no cash Ain't got no style Ain't got no girl or anyone to make you smile Worry Be unhappy Cause when you worry your face with frown Go ahead Bring everybody down Worry Be unhappy It will get worse Whatever it is
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
Bobby McFerrin had a number one hit with Don't Worry Be Happy, which has no instruments.
Comments (5)
good to always stay aware of what we let into ourselves or don't