People tell me you're feeling dark And you scored your funeral They found your crumbled up papers On the floor Tell me, are you expeditious Or are you just depressed? I brought a song to be an aid And the flashing horns Will take you by surprise The pieces fit together And never pull apart And I wrote a major chord To follow you around It's melody always sincere And a rhythm, you can tell I picked it on my own Sometimes it fits Sometimes it don't And the flashing horns Will take you by surprise The pieces fit together And never pull apart Apart Apart Sometimes it fits Sometimes it don't And the flashing horns Will take you by surprise The pieces fit together And never pull apart So when you gonna cheer up? When you gonna cheer up?