Figure a better setting then where I am now
life wears on you worse than the skin of a cow
the struggles the hurt of where you are now
distinguished feelings to respect if only you knew how
to respect me a life god-fearing deserving of praise
thanksgiving dinner is not enough give me a raise
trials and tribulations foment feelings malaise
eternal life is not enough to earn peace in my days
remember life is fluid atomic rearrange the pie
pecan piquante the crunch sells the question why
why why why cries the pig in the abbattoir
my oh my says the pig in the butcher on the loire
what recourse have we to return our received life
what number to call and complain
shall I end it now? What will be the nature of your death.
We all must die, the luckiest thrice and in good health.
What's left for us, the rest? A rest, a bath in distress
instead turn your head, not right but left.
A turning gaze instills fear in the best
left left left cried the cat, the emperor left his vest
if you could wear the clothes of dreams, seen or unseen, how would you seem, empress?
- life wears on you worse than the skin of a cow