4 Out Of 5 - Peter Bjorn & John

I say, I say, I say, I say

1, 2, 3, 4 out of 5 ain’t bad

And once you’re in

It really doesn’t feel so crammed

You win, you win, just a little, but you win

That pretty face is telling lies

It’s plaster more than skin

But it’s good enough, you win

Where did it all go right?

You make plans that you don’t stick to

If I’m ill then you feel sick too

Ain’t it strange?

Come down, come down

Just a tiny bit come down

And when the saints go marching in

One saint will get you with one swing

So please give up and come down

Did it all go right?

September you don’t take notice

October you try to ignore us

November you look so gloomy

December you give in to me

Ain’t it strange?