cheer up Nietzsche

Cheer up Nietzsche, life is peachy, all you gotta do is dance Get that horse, get on to the floor, give this world a chance Pavlov had his black dog, but Fats had the rhythm and blues Cheer up Nietzsche, life is peachy, all you gotta do is move Let me see you slide, and roll, roll, roll God may be dead, but come on Fred, let the music shake your soul Life's not easy, but it wasn't meant to be this hard Get freaky, Nietzsche, shake your peachy, and tear this place apart. Come on One more dollar, one more day, one more bottle of gin Play Fats Waller, swallow, play some Ray, you gotta sink before you swim Nietzsche, I'm a teach ya, exactly how it goes Maybe Zarathustra was a-wearin' too many clothes Let me see you slide, and roll, roll, roll God may be dead, but come on Fred, let the music shake your soul Time's on everyone's side, you just gotta learn to use it We all must seem insane, I guess, to those who can't hear the music Come on Nietzsche, shake that peachy just for me Yeah, come on Nietzsche, shake your peachy and be free Chill out, Nietzsche.