Telling the truth can be dangerous business. Honest and popular don't go hand in hand. If you admit that you can play the accordion, No one'll hire you in a rock 'n' roll band. But we can sing our hearts out (all night) And if we're lucky, then no neighbors complain. Nobody knows where the beginning part starts out (sing all right) But being human we can live with the pain. Because life is the way we audition for God; Let us pray that we all get the job. Cryin' out loud gets you pointed and laughed at Be like a baby. Only babies should cry. . . Somebody tell me how that rumor got started. Some things I know that only God knows why. But we can sing our hearts out (all night) And if we're lucky, then no neighbors complain. Nobody knows where the beginning part start