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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, smile, smile.
Don't let your joy and laughter hear the snag
Smile boys, that's the style
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, smile, smile.
Don't let your joy and laughter hear the snag
Smile boys, that's the style
Pack up your troubles, and let's head out
To the fountain of death
And splash about, swim back forth
And laugh out loud,

Until the day is ending,
You always change your colors
When you find yourself in a fix
And when you get yourself
In trouble
You just pack your bags and split
And your off
Every day I walk out in this torn up world
And I fight to survive
I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday
And I'm alive
Carrying your smile with
On the march
Madrid to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay

Pack up the troubles and you'll all get by
Smile boys that's the style
Pack up
would Bob do?

I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
night, down by the lake
An old memory that you can't shake
They're hard to find, yet there's so many of 'em
The way that you hate, that you already love
back from the end of the world
Pick you up when you feel down
Put you in touch with your fellow man
Take an ugly situation and turn it around

Just
going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
And wait until we drop down dead.
 
From Portland Bill to Scarborough
They're querulous and subdued
going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
And wait until we drop down dead.
 
From Portland Bill to Scarborough
They're querulous and subdued
See'mon pack your bags 
Clear the floor. 
Let's step out through the open door. 
Leave a note that says goodbye. 
Build a new house 
Down by
Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
of time) 
I'll change the street signs you drive down 
So you end up in my town 
I'll re draw the maps all one by one 
So they all lead to Bremerton
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one your lovin' have to use
of steel
There's a road that's never used
It's never kissed with the hiss of wheel
In your mouth is a rusted brace
That you flash with your junkyard smile
Trouble world, trouble child
Trouble times destroyed my smile
No change of heart, no change of mind
You can take what's yours but you gon' leave
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one your lovin' have to use
C'mon pack your bags
Clear the floor
Let's step out through the open door
Leave a not that says goodbye

Build a new house
Down by the sea
Get
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one your lovin' have to use
pack in a box and pull ‘em out sometimes
So pick your flowers, count the seconds, roll the dice
But baby,  don't  wait ‘till its too late
Put a smile
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one your lovin' have to use
run, baby, run

When life is too much
Why not run away?
Leave your troubles behind.

When you feel depressed
When you're in a mess
Pack up your
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
A little birdie whispered in my ear
You've been cooking up a world of fear
Put your hands in things you shouldn't have known
You was riding in