Pack Up - Eliza Doolittle

I get tired, and upset 
And I’m trying to care a little less 
And on Google I only get depressed 
I was taught to dodge those issues, I was told: 

Don’t worry, there’s no doubt 
There’s always something to cry about 
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd 
They don’t think what they say before 
They open their mouth, you gotta 

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
And bury them beneath the sea 
I don’t care what the people may say 
What the people may say bout me. 
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
Don’t worry about the cavalry 
I don’t care what the whisperers say 
´Cause they whisper too loud for me 

Hot topic, 
Maybe I should drop it, 
It’s a touchy subject, 
And I like to tiptoe ´round the shit going down, 
You got penny, no pound 
So if your business is running out 
It’s not my business to talk about 
They don’t think what they say before 
They open their mouth, you gotta 

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
And bury them beneath the sea 
I don’t care what the people may say 
What the people may say bout me. 
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
Don’t worry about the cavalry 
I don’t care what the whisperers say 
´Cause they whisper too loud for me 

It´s just to test your ability 
Let´s count from one to infinity 
Don´t rock the boat, gotta let it be, 
Gotta let it go 
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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
And bury them beneath the sea 
I don’t care what the people may say 
What the people may say bout me. 
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag 
Don’t worry about the cavalry 
I don’t care what the whisperers say 
´Cause they whisper too loud for me 

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