Den Miller

Lyrics

Things Can Always Get Worse

Finally it’s you alone in the voting booth
The pencil hovers ready to make the cross
The politics there’s been of late
Well, none of it has been that great
But you’ve decided to let a new bunch call the shots
Surely theirs can’t be any worse than this lot’s
But...

Chorus:
Who says that lightning can’t strike where it struck before?
And who says that when you’re down you can’t fall off the floor?
So smile when there’s tales of woe
Smile when the fuses blow
Smile, even though you want to curse
Cos you be certain of this my friend
Things can always get worse

Be careful who you tell how much you hate your job
Cos losing it would make things pretty bleak
And don’t say it’s an all-time low or that song’ll come on the radio
And though you really hate that band of freaks
You know that you’ll be humming it for weeks
So... (repeat chorus)

So carefully phrase anything you wish for
Don’t say “stone me” or “give me a break”
Because the great omnipotent might get confused with what you meant
And think you want a bigger bellyache
Remember Murphy’s Law is hard to break
(Repeat chorus)

Words and music by Den Miller
Copyright © 2015 Den Miller