BUFFY

 Life’s a show and we all play a part

 And when the music starts,

We open up our hearts

It’s all right if some things come out wrong.

 We’ll sing a happy song And you can sing along.

Where’s there’s life,

There’s hope.

Everyday’s A gift.

Wishes can Come true.

Whistle while You work.

 So hard All day.

To be like other girls

To fit in in this glittering world.

 Don’t give me songs.

Don’t give me songs.

Give me something to sing about.

I need something to sing about.

Life’s a song

You don’t get to rehearse.

And every single verse

 Can make it that much worse.

Still my friends Don’t know why

I ignore The million things or more I should be dancing for. All the joy Life sends.

 Family And friends.

All the twists And bends Knowing that It ends.

Well that Depends… On if they let you go,

On if they know enough to know

That when you bow You leave the crowd.

There was no pain, fear, no doubt Till they pulled me out Of heaven.

So that’s my refrain.

 I live in hell ’Cause I’ve been expelled From heaven.

 I think I was in heaven.

So give me something to sing about.

Please give me something.

SPIKE:

Life’s not a song. Life isn’t bliss. Life is just this.

It’s living. You’ll get along.

The pain that you feel Only can heal By living.

You have to go on living. So that one of us is living.