I can't stand to watch the six o'clock news
   It's enough to give an average, sensitive person the blues.
   Can't get it up
   I don't know about commercial appeal
   But what you put in your head
   just can't help affect how you
   So lets keep it up
   Prophets of doom try to capture you
   They get around like the Asian flu,
   But they can't get me
   Because I go for the up
  
   I'm on the up side
   I look for the up (That down just ain't my style)
   I go for the up
   I'm hooked on the up
   I'm on the upswing (I got my sights set high)
   I go for the up
  
   What's the point of standing out in the rain,
   What's the sense of looking down,
   it just gives your shoulders a pain
   Can't get it up
   It's a self-fulfilling prophecy
   If you look for the worst then that's just
   what it turns out to be
   So keep looking up
   The fickle finger just may point your way
   It touches someone different every day,
   But it can't touch me
   Because I go for the up
  
   And everybody's yelling at me to get back in line,
   And they say I'm crazy,
   But still they have their sessions of deep depressions,
   But it can't get me
   Because I go for the up