作词 : Jeffrey Lewis
作曲 : Jeffrey Lewis
Might be a nice life, with coffee, and friends you can call/
might have a Shakespeare collection, and might have read them all/
might have a family that made you, nicer than some folks had/
Might have a family that you made, that isn’t half bad/
You can build up your armor, against what life brings/
You can dodge when life kicks, and you can duck when life swings/
You can outsmart all sadness, and outfight with the best/
But sometimes life hits you like a chisel in the chest/
and you say/ Ow, ****, that hurt (3x)/
There’ll be something sometime / That makes you feel like you’re dyin’/
You’re gonna have yours, and I’m gonna have mine/
Might have a nice home, with flowers, and cool modern loot /
Might have a sweet job, short hours, and an easy commute/
Could have a partner, feel lucky, with best love and wishes/
Cute kittens and puppies and tropical fishes/
You can quote from philosophers, or bibles or songs /
That find hope in the hopeless, and find right in the wrongs /
You can wear art and wisdom like a bulletproof vest
But sometimes life’ll hit you like a hammer to the chest, then you’ll say/
Ow, ****, that hurt (3x)/
One day it’s just your time, to feel like you’re dyin’/
You’re gonna have yours, and I’m gonna have mine/
You think anybody who ever lived got thru and enjoyed it?/
Oh but somehow you, yeah right, you’re gonna avoid it?/
You can buy full insurance against fire and theft /
And you can zig to the right and you can zag to the left /
No bad health, bad break ups, or bad luck or death /
But life will hit you / someday, somehow / like a chainsaw to the chest /
And you will say… Ow, ****, this hurts.
作词 : Jeffrey Lewis
作曲 : Jeffrey Lewis
Might be a nice life, with coffee, and friends you can call/
might have a Shakespeare collection, and might have read them all/
might have a family that made you, nicer than some folks had/
Might have a family that you made, that isn’t half bad/
You can build up your armor, against what life brings/
You can dodge when life kicks, and you can duck when life swings/
You can outsmart all sadness, and outfight with the best/
But sometimes life hits you like a chisel in the chest/
and you say/ Ow, ****, that hurt (3x)/
There’ll be something sometime / That makes you feel like you’re dyin’/
You’re gonna have yours, and I’m gonna have mine/
Might have a nice home, with flowers, and cool modern loot /
Might have a sweet job, short hours, and an easy commute/
Could have a partner, feel lucky, with best love and wishes/
Cute kittens and puppies and tropical fishes/
You can quote from philosophers, or bibles or songs /
That find hope in the hopeless, and find right in the wrongs /
You can wear art and wisdom like a bulletproof vest
But sometimes life’ll hit you like a hammer to the chest, then you’ll say/
Ow, ****, that hurt (3x)/
One day it’s just your time, to feel like you’re dyin’/
You’re gonna have yours, and I’m gonna have mine/
You think anybody who ever lived got thru and enjoyed it?/
Oh but somehow you, yeah right, you’re gonna avoid it?/
You can buy full insurance against fire and theft /
And you can zig to the right and you can zag to the left /
No bad health, bad break ups, or bad luck or death /
But life will hit you / someday, somehow / like a chainsaw to the chest /
And you will say… Ow, ****, this hurts.