"You see the world through your cynical eyes  You're a troubled young man I can tell  You've got it all in the palm of your hand  But your hand's wet with sweat  And your head needs a rest  And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it  You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it.  Why must you be such an angry young man  When your future looks quite bright to me?  And how can there be such a sinister plan  That could hide such a lamb  Such a caring young man  And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it  You're killing yourself if you don't believe it  Get up, (get up!) get back on your feet  You're the one they can't beat and you know it  Come on (come on!) let's see what you've got  Just take your best shot and don't blow it.  Ohhh....."    these lyrics are last corrected by Kaylene McLaughlin