When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad. . . you should do what I do! Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're really quite lucky! Some people are much more. . . oh, ever so much more. . . oh, muchly much-much more unlucky than you!
Baby, this town rips the bones from our back it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We got to get out while we're young.