Feeling so blue, quite a bit miserable too
You can always go–upstairs
Here in your bed-room, you're away from the dark gloom
Always works, I know, upstairs
Just listen to your CDs, throw the anger at your pillow
Write secrets in your journal or watch a good TV show
How can you lose?
The times seems to stand still here
Don't have to wallow in worries, just don't even care
So go upstairs, life makes more sense when you're
Upstairs-–a peaceful place for sure
Upstairs–your bedroom's welcoming you
Escape from the hurry and do what you fancy
Open up a book–upstairs
Surfing away, and it seems like a fine day
The fun never ends– upstairs
Just listen to the lyrics of a favorite goodtime oldie
You'll be dancing with it too, then you will fly so freely
Happy again
The time seems to stand still there
Don't have to wallow in worries, just don't even care
So go upstairs–where the fine music plays
Upstairs–seems like a holiday
Upstairs–you'll be beyond OK, now.
(Instrumentalists amble up the stairs as they play the break)
And you may do something new that really takes your liking
Hobbies worth discovering and talents worth revealing
You got a life.
So you know you'll find me there
Don't have to wallow in worries, just don't even care
So go upstairs, life makes more sense when you're
Upstairs–so come right this second
Upstairs–your bedroom's welcoming you
Upstairs,upstairs, upstairs, upstairs (fade)