HELP YOURSELF June 17/83 Karl Rigelhof

It's a sad state of affairs
When you sit there and just stare at nothing
You don't really care what happens
You say it's not fair or something like that

I don't feel one bit sorry for you
Because you've swallowed your pride
You know that self pity won't do
You've got to dig deeper inside
To find out why

CHORUS:
You've got to help yourself
Because there's no-one else
That really matters
You've got to help yourself
To come down off the shelf
And get back into the race

You say you don't give a damn
About anyone, you don't need them anyway
This world of man eat man
You take what you can
And sell the scraps to whoever will pay the price

I don't feel one bit sorry for you
Because I still have my foolish pride
You know I don't even pity you
Because you let me feast (up)on your hide

CHORUS:
I always help myself
Because there's no-one else
That really matters
I like to help myself
To what's on the shelf
It's there for the taking