Woke up this morning more dead then alive Sentenced to madness from nine until five The weather is lousy, think I'm gonna be late My breakfast is freezing, the milk has gone off I feel like telling the world to fuck off I ain't got no money, I'm late for the train If I don't get out of here, it's gonna drive me insane
Why does nothing ever turn out right
Life's a bitch When it's got you by the balls Life's a bitch When you feel the squeeze
My brand new motor's almost made out of rust And my bank account has almost bit the dust My baby's screaming that she needs new clothes She had a hundred dollars but she stuck it up her nose
Hey, why don't you shut your mouth
Life's a bitch When it's got you by the balls Life's a bitch When you feel the squeeze
Life's a bitch When it's got you by the balls Life's a bitch When you feel the squeeze
The rent collector's knocking hell out the door The Sunday dinner plastered over the floor I can't understand the hell I've done I just got to try and get my hands on a gun
Why does nothing ever turn out Just the way it oughta turn out Anyway you look, there ain't no doubt
Life's a bitch When it's got you by the balls Life's a bitch When you feel the squeeze
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