Been turned around till upside down Been all at sea until I've drowned And I've felt torture, all alone Just watching crap, it's laster one I've been abused and I've been confused And I have kissed the government shoes And I been high, I been low I don't know where to go
Birth, school, work, death (x2)
And cocaine was the love you gave From the cradle to the grave And boys and girls don't understand The devil makes work for idle hands I cut myself but I don't bleed 'Cause I don't get what I need And doesn't matter what I say Tomorrow's still another day for
Birth, school, work, death (x2)
Yeah, I been high, I been low I don't know where to go I'm living on the never, never, never This time it's gonna be forever I'll live and die don't ask me why I wanna go to paradise And I don't need your sympathy There's nothing in this world for me
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Birth, school, work, death (x4)
Composição: Peter Coyne, Chris Coyne, Kris Dollimore, Mike Gibson, George Mazur