Give Me Something To Sing About

Buffy:
Life's a show
And we all play our parts
And when the music starts
We open up our hearts

It's all right
If some things come out wrong
We'll sing a happy song
And you can sing along

Where there's life
There's hope
Every day's
A gift
Wishes can
Come true
Whistle while
You work
So hard
All day

To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world
Don't give me songs

Giles:
She needs back-up. Anya, Tara...

Buffy:
Don't give me songs

Give me something to sing about

Anya a Tara:
Ah ah ah ah ah...

Buffy:
I need something to sing about

Anya a Tara:
Ah ah ah ah ah...

Buffy:
Life's a song
You don't get to rehearse
And ev'ry single verse
Can make it that much worse

Still my friends
Don't know why I ignore
The million things or more
I should be dancing for

All the joy
Life sends
Family
And friends
All the twists
And bends
Knowing that
It ends
Well that
Depends

On if they let you go
On if they know enough to know
That when you've bowed
You leave the crowd

There was no pain
No fear, no doubt
'Til they pulled me out
Of heaven

So that's my refrain
I live in hell
'Cause I've been expelled
From heaven
I think I was in heaven

So give me something to sing about
Please, give me something...

Spike:
Life's not a song
Life isn't bliss
Life is just this
It's living

You'll get along
The pain that you feel
You only can heal
By living
You have to go on living
So one of us is living

Dawn:
The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.