Pixie

I'm a pixie I'm a paper doll I'm a cartoon I'm a chipper cheerful free for all And I light up a room I'm the color me happy girl Miss live and let live And when they're out for blood I always give The man behind the counter looks like he's got A half a dozen places he'd rather be And furthermore it looks like he's prepared To take it all out on me Buddy, I don't really care what your problem is Just don't make it mine Come on kids, let's all hold hands And pretend we're having a good time Maybe you don't like your job Maybe you didn't get enough sleep Well, nobody likes their job Nobody got enough sleep Maybe you just had The worst day of your life But, you know, there's no escape And there's no excuse So just suck up and be nice All the privilaged white kids on tv Playing at death Banishing their cold cuts With their ghostly makeup And their heroin breath And all the little fishes are flapping wildly On their hooks While all the top critics find great meaning In the telephone book The little emperor he has no clothes So he can't come out to play And besides which life is suffering And he likes it that way And the little guy is not so friendly But you know life has been cruel So wipe that smile off your face, baby And try to be cool Maybe you don't like your job Maybe you didn't get enough sleep Well, nobody likes their job And nobody got enough sleep Maybe you just had The worst day of your life But, you know, there's no escape There's no excuse So just suck up and be nice Yeah, I would like to perfect the art Of being studiously aloof Like life is just a boring chore And I am living proof I could join forces with an army Or ornery hipsters But then I guess I'd be out of a job So I guess that's out of the picture 'Cause I am a pixie I am a paper doll I'm a cartoon I'm a chipper cheerful free for all And I light up a room I'm the color me happy girl Miss live and let live And when they're out for blood I always give --- Pixie - Ani DiFranco