Life Lyrics

Life's about as wonderful as a record mart
I don't like selling albums but I don't wanna go to work
Life's about as wonderful as a record mart, I haven't got any money, that's why I'm selling albums

Life's about as wonderful as a cold
Life's about as wonderful as growing old
Life's about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road
Life's about as wonderful

Life's about as wonderful as a dole queue
I don't like standing still with the tramps and layabouts
Life's about as wonderful as a dole queue
Well I got no choice, that's why I'm standing in a queue

Life's about as wonderful as a cold
Life's about as wonderful as growing old
Life's about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road Life's about as wonderful

Life's about as wonderful as no electricity, I don't like acoustics and Crosby Stills Nash and Young
Life's about as wonderful as no electricity, I make out it's poetry that's why I'm screaming at you

Life's about as wonderful as a cold
Life's about as wonderful as growing old
Life's about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road
Life's about as wonderful

Life's about as wonderful
As the tramps lying dead in the road
Do you touch him, do you pass him, do you understand these lines
There's a doctor lying down in the road
There's another falling down in the road
There's the tramps lying dead in the road
Yeah life's about as wonderful as nothing

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