Worry
Lyric by Luke Concannon
Music by Nizlopi (Concannon/Parker)

It’s time to throw away your doubt,
throw away your blues,
wake up in the morning,
tear up the news
Go on slap yourself,
it’s been too long
Put on that Motown record,
stop thinking you’re wrong

You keep worrying about yourself;
yeah you keep worrying about yourself
Oh it leads to nowhere else,
if you keep worrying about yourself

Is your brain all angry
When you wake up to inner city sounds, Palestine news
Whether you’re really in love,
whether she loves you too,
whether you’re meant to be doing, what you do

You keep worrying about yourself;
yeah you keep worrying about yourself
Oh it leads to nowhere else,
if you keep worrying about yourself

So tired, so staid, so tired today,
so tired always,
so worried, worried

You keep worrying about yourself;
yeah you keep worrying about yourself
Oh it leads to nowhere else,
if you keep worry, worrying

Get this old love, this soul tune, get that first love back to you
Get this old love, this soul tune, get that first love back to you

Don’t keep worrying about yourself,
you keep worrying about yourself.

Copyright FDM Records/Nizlopi 2002