Lyrics Comedy - Bo Burnham

Comedy

The world is changing
The planet’s heating up
What the fuck is going on?
Rearranging
It’s like everything happened all at once
Um, what the fuck is going on?
The people rising in the streets, the war, the drought
The more I look the more I see nothing to joke about
Is comedy over?
Should I leave you alone?
'Cause, really who’s gonna go for joking at a time like this?
Should I be joking at a time like this?
I wanna help to leave this world better than I found it
And I fear that comedy won’t help
And the fear is not unfounded
Should I stop trying to be funny?
Should I give away my money?
No!
What do I do?
Healing the world with comedy
The indescribable power of your comedy
The world needs direction
From a white guy like me?
Bingo
Who is healing the world with comedy?
That’s it!
The world is so fucked up
Systematic oppression
Income inequality
The other stuff
And there’s only one thing I can do about it…
While… while being paid… and being the center of attention
Healing the world with comedy
Making a literal difference, metaphorically
A Jew walks into a bar
And I’ve saved him a seat
That’s healing the world with comedy
I’m a special kind of white guy
I self-reflected and I want to be an agent of change
So I am going to use my privilege for the good
(Very cool, way to go!)
American white guys
We’ve had the floor for at least 400 years
So maybe I should just shut the fuck up
I’m bored
I don’t wanna do that
There’s got to be another way
For me to help out without standing on the sidelines
Never!
The wait is over!
I’m white, and I’m here to save the day!
Lord help me channel Sandra Bullock in The Blind Side
Sandra Bullock!
Healing the world with comedy
Making a literal difference, metaphorically
And yes, most likely they’ll pay me
But I’d do it for free
I am healing the world with:
Comedy
If you wake up in a house that’s full of smoke
Don’t panic, call me and I’ll tell you a joke
If you see white men dressed in white cloaks
Don’t panic, call me and I’ll tell you a joke
Oh shit, should I be joking in a time like this?
If you start to smell burning toast
You’re having a stroke or overcooking your toast
If you wake up in a house that’s full of smoke
Don’t panic, call me and I’ll tell you a joke
If you see white men dressed in white cloaks
Don’t panic, call me and I’ll tell you a joke
Oh shit, should I be joking in a time like this?
Somebody help me out, cause I don’t know
And I want to help to leave this world better than I found it
And I fear that comedy won’t help
And the fear is not unfounded
Should I stop trying to be funny?
Should I give away my money?
No!
I know what I gotta do
Healing the world with comedy
Making a literal difference, metaphorically
I swore I’d never be back
But now I’m back on my feet
And I’m healing the world with comedy