Though the world is so full of a number things
I'm sure we should all be as happy as
But are we?
No, definitely no, positively no, decidedly no, uh-unh
Short people have long faces
And long people have short faces
Big people have little humor
And little people have no humor at all
And in the words of that immortal god, Samuel J. Snodgrass
As he was about to be lead to the guillotine
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?
Ha, ha
My dad said "Be an actor, my son
But be a comical one"
They'll be standing in lines
For those old honky-tonk monkeyshines
Now you could study Shakespeare and be quite elite
And you can charm the critics and have nothin' to eat
Just slip on a banana peel
The world's at your feet
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em, make 'em laugh
Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?
My grandpa said, "Go out and tell 'em a joke
But give it plenty of hoke"
Make 'em roar
Make 'em scream
Take a fall, butt a wall
Split a seam
You start off by pretending you're a dancer with grace
You wiggle 'til they're giggling all over the place
And then you get a great big custard pie in the face
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Make 'em laugh
Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?
Make 'em laugh, ha ha
Make 'em laugh, ha ha
Make 'em laugh, ha ha ha