Fooling Yourself (the Angry Young Man) Lyrics

You see the world through your cynical eyes You're a troubled young man I can tell You've got it all in the palm of your hand But your hand's wet with sweat and your head needs a rest And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it You're killing yourself if you don't believe it
Why must you be such an angry young man When your future looks quite bright to me And how can there be such a sinister plan That could hide such a lamb, such a caring young man And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it You're killing yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet You're the one they can't beat and you know it Come on, let's see what you've got Just take your best shot and don't blow it