That's life, that's what I say, Shot up in April, strung out in may, But I know it won't, be too soon, When I'm back on, night train in June, I said that's life, as funny as it may seem, All of my friends get their kicks stompin on my dreams But I don't let it let it get me down 'cause this fucked up world keeps me spinning around I've been a pupet, pauper, pirate a poet, a pawn & a king, I've been up and down over and out and I know one thing, Each time I find my self flat on my face, I pick myself up and get back in the race that's life I tell ya I can't deny it t thought of quittin Lady my heart ain't gonna buy it and if I didn't think it was worth one single try I'd shoot me up a bag and then id fly that's life And I have defied it many times I have cut out But I haven't died yet and if there is nothing shakin By this July I'm gonna shoot myself up with a speed ball & die!