When the skies are brighter canary yellow I forget ev'ry cloud I've ever seen So they called me a co*keyed optimist Immature and incurably green I have heard people rant and rave and bellow That we're done and we might as well be dead But I'm only a co*keyed optimist And I can't get it into my head I hear the human race Is fallin' on its face And hasn't very far to go But ev'ry whippoorwill Is sellin' me a bill And tellin' me it just ain't so I could say life is just a bowl of Jello And appear more intelligent and smart But I'm stuck like a dope With a thing called hope And I can't get it out of my heart! Not this heart...