Lyrics Keep On - Buzzcocks

Keep On

There’s no two ways about it, there’s nothing left to say
If you’d only paid attention, then things wouldn’t be this way
Crazy paved with good intentions is the rut that you’re stuck in
So that all that’s left to fear is the enemy within
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
Spare me your hypocrisy, I haven’t got the time
For unreasonable reason’s more a punishment than crime
We all can take cold comfort, now the writing’s on the wall
But the pill that’s left to swallow is the bitterest of all
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
One more Pyrrhic victory, another dodgy deal
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
One more Pyrrhic victory, another dodgy deal
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
One more Pyrrhic victory, another dodgy deal
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Suffer from a little depression, baby
Gotta tell the world what you feel
Don’t jump to confusion, it’s all a wind-up
Nothing wrong with self-expression, baby
Keep on keeping it real