Well, gather 'round kindred souls
We'll climb the mountains full of moles
And wax on like the poet's moon
And something something rhymes with moon
Well, what you see is what you make
So make the world a lovely place
And love the things you get to do
And just be nice and don't be cruel
Oh, don't sell yourself short
You're better than that
I've seen you at your worst
I've seen you at your best
No, it's not your fault that it's raining
But that don't mean
You gotta stand there and get rained on
So, if you want in the club
All you gotta do is show up
'Cause we all need to get loved
And we all need to give love
So, here try some of mine
And pass it down and 'round in kind
It all comes back around
If it's lost that means it can still be found
Oh, don't sell yourself short
You're better than that
I've seen you at your worst
I've seen you at your best
No, it's not your fault that it's raining
But that don't mean
You gotta stand there and get rained on