Good fellow
Good fellow
What brings you down
Good fellow
Good fellow
What makes you drown
Too good for me-
Too good for you
To good for anyone
to have much a clue
The surface they see
Is the bad that they hear
The truth they believe is much too unclear
Bad of the past-
Bad of regret
Bad of the things-
you haven’t paid yet
Too bad for you
Too bad for me
Too bad that anyone
have not a clue
But the good that you do
or the bad that you don't
Will never be seen without sense of doubt
So keep your head high
And keep pushing through
For the light in the tunnel
Is held up by you