Some people laugh in the dark,
Some people cry alone.
Some people talk without sayin` a thing,
And ev`rything turns out Gloomy.
Some people count your money,
Someone is countin` your days.
And Somebody got to keep track of your mind.
When ev`rything turns out Gloomy.
Brothers`ll make you look sideways,
Fathers`ll make you look back.
And when you`re done talking, you still got to shoot,
Cause ev`rything turns out Gloomy.
Ooooooh! Ooooooh!