Well you couldn’t be good
If you’ve never been bad
You couldn’t keep cool
If you’ve never gone mad
You couldn’t be glum
If you’ve never been glad
And lemons give you lemonade

If you don’t do the work
You’ll never get paid
If you don’t have the crowd
There’s no parade
It may be trite
And I know it’s clichéd
But lemons give you lemonade

The glass is half full of sweet champagne
Some say it’s half empty, what do they know?
Why would you whine about the rain
When you could lose yourself insidе a rainbow?

Without the climb
You don’t get the viеw
Without the crime
You won’t have a clue
There is no rhapsody
Without the blue
And lemons give you lemonade
The glass is half full of sweet champagne
Some say it’s half empty, what do they know?
If you keep whining ‘bout the rain
How you ever gonna see the rainbow?

Somebody’s pain
Is somebody’s pleasure
Somebody’s trash
Is somebody’s treasure
Somebody’s ugly
Is somebody’s lovely

And lemons give you lemonade