i don't know what to say about this songsome might say it's happy but they're wrongit's just as you reluctantly confesseda quite annoying tune when you're depressedit won't exactly kill you but you mightstrangle me with my guitar strings in the night whenit's never gonna be alrightit's never gonna be alright (no)but it might just be a little better tomorrowtomorrow is another fucking daywith plenty opportunities for sorrowand i will be annoyingly happy anywayoh i willi almost certainly willi don't know what to say about this lifeit's made up out of struggle and of strifeoh surely there might be a sunny daybut night will come and take it all awaywell hey it never was a pretty sightin case i ever said it was i lied andit's never gonna be alrightit's never gonna be alright (no)i got plenty pessimistic views you can borrowso let me feed your inner misanthropethe world could turn to sheer perfection tomorrowsuch perfectly annoying glee that one can only hopeit's never gonna be alright (no)