Huh!
Well, I've never seen a rich man go out laughing
I wonder why, oh, why
Maybe all that money makes a life of crying
They must be mad, it must be mad
I've been beat up, I've been thrown out
But I'm not down, no I'm not down
I've been shown up, but I've grown up
And I'm not down, no I'm not down
Huh!
When on my own, I faced a gang of jeering
In strange streets, oh
Then I found a box where I could keep my fear in
In strange streets, oh
I've been beat up, I've been thrown out
But I'm not down, no I'm not down
I've been shown up, I've been grown up
But I'm not down, no I'm not down
And I'll go with that kind of day
When none of your sorrows will go away
And it's down and down to the bottom floor
Down and down and you hit the floor
Depression
But I know that it will go away
Maybe come back some other day
Your picture's pretty black
I swear it's only coming back
And so you rock around and think that you're the toughest
In the world, the whole wide world
But you're streets away from where it gets the roughest
I've been there, oh
I've been beat up, I've been thrown up
But I'm not down, no I'm not down
I've been shown up, and I've grown up
But I'm not down, no I'm not down
Hey, hey, hey
I'm not down
No, I'm not down
No, I'm not down
No, I'm not down
I'm not down
No, I'm not down
I'm not down
No, I'm not down
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