Though we might have precious little It's still precious I like that song About this wonderful world It's got a sunny point of view And sometimes I feel it's true At least for a few of us I like that world It makes a wonderful song But there's a darker point of view But sadly just it's true For so many among us Though we might have precious little It's still precious In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak In the strongest man there's a child so weak In the whole wide world there's no magic place So you might as well rise put on your bravest face Put on your bravest face I like that show Where they solve all the murders An heroic point of view It's got justice and vengeance too At least so the story goes I like that story Makes a satisfying case But there's a messy point of view That's sadly just as true For so many among us In softest voice there's an acid tongue In the oldest eyes there's a soul so young In the shakiest will there's a core of steel On the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheel In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak In the strongest man there's a child so weak In the whole wide world there's no magic place So you might as well rise put on your bravest face Put on your bravest face In softest voice threes an acid tongue Though we might have precious little It's still precious In softest voice there's an acid tongue In the oldest eyes there's a soul so young In the shakiest will there's a core of steel On the smoothest ride there's a squeaky wheel In the sweetest child there's a vicious streak In the strongest man there's a child so weak In the whole wide world there's no magical place So you might as well rise put on your bravest face Oh, you might as well rise put on your bravest face Put on your bravest face Put on your bravest face Put on your bravest face