Flight Of The Conchords - Cheer Up Murray lyrics

Cheer up Murray Don't let it get you down Pick yourself up off the ground It's gonna be alright Cheer up Murray You look a little sad Your life ain't so bad Just think of all the good times Remember your thirty third birthday You threw a great big party And all of your friends were there for you Jemaine, Greg, and me We brought you a cake in the shape of a four and a three 'Cause we all thought you were forty three You got a dog He loves you Murray It's one hell of a dog It's an English bulldog And you've got a car Don't you Murray It's an '03 Accord Only one previous owner And you've got a job You've got all of your limbs You've got a sensitive nose And you do Tae Kwon Do You're good at matching your ties to your clothes You've got a wife Though she comes and goes Some people don't return your calls They don't return your calls People will call you Gingerballs They'll call you Gingerballs Those people don't know what they see They just see Gingerballs Gingerballs Cheer up Murray It's time to forget Your wife met someone on the 'net Let's go and get an ice cream Cheer up Murray So nothing goes your way It's the same every day Well, tomorrow is another day