Lirama

Sure, business is bunk
And Wall Street is sunk
We're all of us broke, and ready to croak
We've nothing to dunk
Can't even get drunk
And all the while they tell us to smile

refrain:
Cheer up, gentle citizens, though you have no shirts
Happy days are here again. Cheer up, smile, nertz
All aboard prosperity, giggle 'till it hurts
No more bread-line charity
Cheer up, smile, nertz
Cheer up, cheer up, cheer up, cheer up, cheer
Up, cheer up, cheer up, cheer, better times are here
Sunny smilers we must be, the optimist asserts
Let's hang the fat-head to a tree
Cheer up, smile, nertz

The world's in the red
We're better off dead
Depression, they say's in session to stay
Our judges are queer
Our banks disappear
And all the while, they tell us to smile

refrain