Stiff Upper Lip

Concealed Emotions: Navigating Life with a Stiff Upper Lip
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Lyrics

I don't think anyone can tell

I don't believe anyone can accurately perceive

I didn't get a wink of sleep last night

I didn't manage to sleep at all last night

So now I feel like hell

Consequently, I feel terrible

But when I checked the mirror, I looked alright

But upon checking my appearance in the mirror, I seemed fine


I don't think anyone can see

I doubt anyone can notice

When I've got my game face on

When I'm projecting a confident demeanor

The road I'm travelling, it's unravelling

The path I'm on is falling apart

But there's no sign of anything wrong

But there are no evident signs of trouble


I just keep it all buttoned up

I keep everything hidden

I'm so good at concealing

I'm adept at masking my emotions

You can ask me whatever you like

You can inquire about anything except my emotional state

Except how I'm feeling

How I feel remains off-limits

Isn't this the perfect English way?

Isn't this the ideal way of the English?

You just get a grip

You simply hold yourself together

And you get on with your day

And continue with your day

With a stiff upper lip

Maintaining a composed and unemotional demeanor


I don't think anyone can tell

I doubt anyone can notice

My drinking's gone through the ceiling

My alcohol consumption has escalated significantly

But my mind is as clear as a bell

However, mentally, I remain clear-headed

It just helps to numb the feeling

Drinking helps to numb the emotions


So I just keep it all wrapped up tight

So, I keep everything tightly concealed

So there's nothing revealing

To avoid revealing anything

I'm sure as kids we were taught it right

I believe we were taught as children to hide emotions

Not to show any feeling

Not to display any feelings outwardly

You see I am an Englishman

I identify myself as English

Ta-ra and tootle-pip

Farewell and goodbye in a cheerful manner

I'll manage the best I can

I'll handle situations to the best of my ability

With a stiff upper lip

Maintaining a composed demeanor


Don't call the doctor

Do not seek medical help

Don't call your mama; don't call a shrink

Do not involve family or a therapist

Take my advice, boys don't cry

My advice is to avoid crying, especially for men

In fact, it's best not to think

In fact, it's better to avoid thinking about it


I just keep it all buttoned up

I keep everything hidden

I'm so good at concealing

I'm skilled at hiding my emotions

You can ask me whatever you like

You can inquire about anything except my emotional state

Except how I'm feeling

How I feel remains off-limits

You see I am an Englishman

I identify myself as English

Ta-ra and tootle-pip

Farewell and goodbye in a cheerful manner

I'll manage the best I can

I'll handle situations to the best of my ability

With a stiff upper lip

Maintaining a composed demeanor

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