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
That’s sadly just as 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 and put on your bravest face

I like that show where they solve all the murders, it has an heroic point of view
It’s got justice and vengeance too
At least so the story goes

I like that story, it makes a satisfying case, but there’s a messy point of view
That’s sadly just as true for so many among us

In the 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 and put on your bravest face

Though we might have precious little, it’s still precious