When there's no hope in sight, only despair,
For miles and miles no ally's there,
You tread the forest path alone, you swim the dirty swamps alone,
You inhale the desert sands alone, And you just don't seem to care...
That's when you rise and say, "Beware,
I've arrived with my spirits debonair,
For when the going gets tough, the tough get going....
Er, excuse me, but where?"
