| Yes I’ve been without, been down and out
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| Out on a limb with nowhere to go
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| I was told it would be one less thing on my mind
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| Not to worry about, all the paying out
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| The piles of bills and final demands
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| They’d all be sorted when I die
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| I was going off the rails, no matter how I tried
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| If all else fails failed and part of me just died
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| And nothing ever changes, forever stuck on my tune
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| Baby I was born to lose
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| Then my luck came in, I got a lucky win
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| Hundreds of thousands and thousands of friends
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| Had no more worries for a time
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| Didn’t care about if I was paying out
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| Its there to enjoy, have it on me
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| Can’t take it with you when you die
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| I was back on happy trails, I didn’t have to try
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| The wind was in my sails, I was so happy I could cry
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| Cos «nothing changes» changed, I felt like time was on my side
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| I was happy and I really felt alive
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| When I’m falling, I’m tumbling down
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| I’m crawling around on the ground
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| I’ve been wondering, wondering why
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| Wondering why life’s so up and down
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| A sense of irony sweeping over me
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| Back in the jug again ain’t that swell
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| Incurable nothing I could buy
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| Don’t want no policy, to totally cover me
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| No hidden small print to sell my soul to hell
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| No parting gesture to say goodbye
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| Well you can stick your bonds and bails where the sun don’t shine
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| I’m not going to be pleasant, you can think what you like
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| Cos if it ever changes it goes from bad to worse
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| I might as well face it man I’m cursed
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| When I’m falling, I’m tumbling down
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| I’m crawling around on the ground
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| I’ve been wondering, wondering why
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| Wondering why life’s so up and down
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| When I’m falling, I’m tumbling down
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| I’m crawling around on the ground
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| I’ve been wondering, wondering why
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| Wondering why life’s so up and down |