Mal Webb - Whinge lyrics

My life is really crap, I've really got it bad I've got it worse than anybody else has ever had The people starving in the third world really should be glad Compared to me they've really got no reason to be sad If they could comprehend this pain I feel They'd realised they've got a damn good deal Have a good whinge Have a good whine Have a good moan Don't just pout, let it out Have a good weep Have a good cry Have a good groan Oh oh oh oh boo hoo You think I've got it good, that I'm unfairly blessed But heightened expectations make me misery obsessed So much free time and cash to waste and guilt to be repressed You need an education to be nearly this depressed My degree of tragedy's beyond your comprehension If old folks knew I'm so blue, they'd all give me their pension... Don't just fume, let it boom... Wo wo wo...... woe is me The more you have, the more you have to complain about Get over it you say, but there'll be no refraining 'Cos now I'll whinge about you whining over my complaining A whinge whinge situation can be really rather draining I'm waning just explaining it and stuff it, now it's raining My despair's beyond compare, in time you'll learn I've suffered for my art, now it's your turn Don't hold back, go the hack