Life — I was a lonely man
With my lead boots nailed to the floor
Dancing the best that I can
Sweets-took the pain away
I saw a cold death at the end of the line
So I started to pray
Up towards the sky but knew no one would
Answer me. I asked the trees why they
Grew toward the sun. I asked the clouds
And they rained down bad luck on me
Oh my god why hath thou forsaken me
