Man Cold

Why am I grouchy, tired and upset? And why can’t I cheer up like others I’ve met Who go on their way as though walking on air? Smiling and humming with nary a care My friends have all shunned me and it’s getting me down I can’t lift my spirits or shake off my frown All I can do is to carp and to moan I suppose that’s the reason I’m left on my own Is it ‘cause I’m ratty or my jokes are so bad? Is my aftershave chronic or my clothes really sad? I am getting a complex, I can’t work it out What is causing my anguish as I go about? I should show my mettle, be macho and tough (But it’s hard to be manly when feeling so rough) And never show weakness, striving never to fold But this is quite different; I’m a Bloke with a Cold!!