That's Life (And the Atheists Will Sing) Songtext

von Filthy Thieving Bastards

Life wasn't so grand, until you threw abone to me
(and i gladly licked it clean)
Life wasn't so bland, until you lifted the phone for me
(and i sadly was obscene)
I wasn't going to stand for those
Violent waves of the sea
(crashing into my knees)
I was reluctant to grab the silent ways of your needs
I was badly mistaking

That's life
Frankie tried to tell ya, jimmy introduced it to the scene
That's life
Sinatra's gonna spell it out
Pursey' gonna wind up eating beans
That's life, that's life

Try doing to your self, as you would do untome
(don't brother faking)
Supply screaming for the shelf
That's hangs above your sink
(don't brother undressing)
Cries brewing on your helth
Have gotten intoxicating
(stop flopping bar hopping)
Sties stewing on your stealth
Have rotted you well-being
(stopping well short of beijing)

That's life
Frankie tried to tell ya, jimmy introduced it to the scene
That's life

I'm trailing the crumbs
For a white bread current trapping
(in the bubbles of the yeast)
I'm feeling the humps from a wide tread tire making
(in the wake of the beast)
I'm mailing in the hump
To a wife that is tried embarking
(you're trying at least)
Save prayers for dying
And thoughts for the hemorrhaging
And the atheists will sang