Walkin' through the fog on a cold and cloudy night   Lookin' through the smog that surrounds the mornin' light   The shades of brown. it gets me down, exactly like my life   I don't deserve the hand I'm dealt, a flush in spades of strife      I've grown tired of speeches that are nothing but a bore   So I'm rounding up the broken me and headin' on out the door   Without no lag I'm packin' my bag of discontented frowns   And hopping numer eighty-six, the first train that is freedom bound      Got my bag of many frowns and I'm takin' it on uptown      Big city lights   Funkier nights   Happier days   Goin' my way   It should be right   But I'm still uptight   Hey, I better put down   And get movin' on      I'm through with aggravation   Don't deserve the degradation   I'm putting all the negatives down   To hop the train that's feedom bound for uptown      Got my bag of many frowns and I'm takin' it on uptown