Life is Painful, Death is Worse


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words by Bill Kostelec
music by Sara “Ash” Brooks
(c) 2005, Storyteller I

Life is painful, death is worse
You can live on pain pills or ride a hearse
You can rot with whiskey or rot with time
Sigh with despair til you lose you mind
If you turn your back there’s a friend with a knife
Things’d be so much better if you just had a life

Everybody’s against you, Nobody cares
Bad Luck rises up looks you down with a stare
Your phone got shut off you got bills you can’t pay
You wake up to worry the rest of the day
If you were just pretty or lucky or shrewd
If you weren’t so damned stubborn obnoxious and crude
Then your days would be happy and the skies would be blue
But life is so painful when you have to be you.

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