Who who am I to be blue?. Looking my family and fortune. Looking my friends and my house. Who who am I to feel dead?. And who am I to feel spent?. Looking my health and my money. And where where do I go to feel good?. Why do I still look outside me. Clearly I've seen it won't work?. Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?. Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire?. And my generosity has me disabled by this. My sense of du - ty to off - er. And why why do I feel so ungrateful?. Me who is far beyond survival. Me who's seen life as an oyster. Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?. Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire?. And my generousity has me disabled by this. My sense of du - ty to off - er. And how how dare I rest on my glorious?. How dare I ignore an outstretched hand?. How dare I ignore a third world country?. Is it my calling to keep on when I'm unable?. Is it my job to be selfless extraordinaire?. And my generousity has me disabled by this. My sense of du - ty to off - er. Who who am I to be blue?