Live, Laugh, Love

Here he comes
Mister Whiz
Sound the drums
Here he is
Raconteur
Bon vivant
Tell us, sir
What we want
To know
The modus operandi
A dandy
Should use
When he is feeling low

When the winds are blowing
That's the time to smile
Learn how to laugh
Learn how to love
Learn how to live
That's my style

When the rent is owing
What's the use of tears?
I'd rather laugh
I'd rather love
I'd rather live
In arrears

Some fellows sweat
To get
To be millionaires
Some have a sport
They're devotees of
Some like to be the champs
At saving postage stamps
Me, I like to live
Me, I like to laugh
Me, I like to love

Some like to sink
And think
In their easy chairs
Of all the things
They've risen above
Some like to be profound
By reading Proust and Pound
Me, I like to live
Me, I like to laugh
Me, I like to love

Success is swell and success is sweet
But every height has a drop
The less achievement, the less defeat
What's the point of shovin'
Your way to the top?
Live 'n' laugh 'n' love 'n'
You're never a flop

So when the walls are crumbling
Don't give up the ship
Learn how to laugh
Learn how to love
Learn how to live
That's my tip

When I hear the rumbling
Do I lose my grip?
I have to laugh
I have to love
I have to live
That's my trip