It's enough to give an average, sensitive person the blues.
 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
So lets keep it up
 Prophets of doom try to capture you
 They get around like the Asian flu,
 But they can't get me
 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 got my sights set high)
 I go for the up

 What's the point of standing out in the rain,
 What's the sense of looking down,
 it just gives your shoulders a pain
 Can't get it up
 It's a self-fulfilling prophecy
 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
 Because I go for the up

 And everybody's yelling at me to get back in line,
 And they say I'm crazy,
 But still they have their sessions of deep depressions,
 But it can't get me
 Because I go for the up