Woke up this morning more dead than alive Sentenced to madness from nine until five The weather is lousy, think I'm gonna be late I don't give a *****t, my mind is filled up with hate My breakfast is freezing, the milk has gone off I feel like telling the world to ***** 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 ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** 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 now clothes She had a hundred dollars but she stuck it up her nose Hey why don't you shut your mouth Life's a ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze The rent collector's knocking hell out the door The Sunday dinner's plastered over the floor I can't understand what the hell have I 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 ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze Life's a ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze
Woke up this morning more dead than alive Sentenced to madness from nine until five The weather is lousy, think I'm gonna be late I don't give a *****t, my mind is filled up with hate My breakfast is freezing, the milk has gone off I feel like telling the world to ***** 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 ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** 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 now clothes She had a hundred dollars but she stuck it up her nose Hey why don't you shut your mouth Life's a ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze The rent collector's knocking hell out the door The Sunday dinner's plastered over the floor I can't understand what the hell have I 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 ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze Life's a ***** When it's got you by the ***** Life's a ***** When you feel the squeeze
