I can't stand to watch the six o'clock news
It's enough to give an average sensitive person the blues
I can't get it up
I don't know about commercial appeal
But what you put in your head just can't help affect how you feel
So let's keep it up
Prophets of doom try to capture you
They get around like the Asian flu
But they can't get me
Chorus:
Because I go for the up (I'm on the up side)
I look for the up (That down just ain't my style)
I go for the up
I'm hooked on the up (I'm on the upswing)
I look for the up (I got my sights set high)
I go for the up
What's the point of standing out in the rain
What's the sense in looking down it just gives your shoulders a pain
I can't get it up
It's a self-fulfilling prophesy
If you look for the worst, then that's just what it turns out to be
So keep looking up
The fickle finger just may point your way
It touches someone different every day
But it can't touch me
Chorus:
And everybody's yelling at me to get back into line
And they say I'm crazy
But still they have their sessions
Of deep depressions
But it can't get me
