Done and done

You can be lighthearted, but you can't be funny. You can 
make a struggle, but you won't make money. You can scream, 
but you can't be loud. You might smile, but you can't act 
proud.
So call your ears out, and tell them to quite. Since you 
eyeballs work, theres no use for them. Just sit around and 
do wahy they want, cause they'll tell it straight, and 
they'll say it blunt.
So strip your organs, and hang them to dry. But spare your 
fingers and point to the sky. It won't be weird and, it 
won't be silly.
Cause you're still intact, and you look so pretty.
Come away for me.