Whistling In The Graveyard Lyrics

I can hear an angel snickering from the high Etheric Plane

'Cause whenever I try to scale those peaks,

Yeah, I get knocked down again

And if I turn on my TV just to catch the evening news

There's a guy in a suit saying there's no doubt

That all of us are screwed

Oh, there's times I really wonder why I get out of bed at all

Maybe I should go back to being lost

In the joys of alcohol

If I curl up like a pillbug, well, it won't assuage the pain

Sometimes it seems I prefer my dreams

To facing the world again

It's not like I haven't been in the dark,

As I'm walking on through the night

What's keeping me going's just the hope

That it might turn out all right

I might be whistling in the graveyard,

But I hope you like the tune

You get no argument from me when you say that the world's a mess

But there's cats and there's kids and there's music

They're pretty cool, I guess

And if there's anything I can do that lifts one person off the ground

Then I might feel better when it's time to go

And I'm finally not around

It's not like I haven't been in the dark,

As I'm walking on through the night

What's keeping me going's just the hope

That it might turn out all right

I might be whistling in the graveyard,

But I hope you like the tune