(Taylor) **
Fucked — again
I was born on the twenty second floor of a bird cage
I was bound to rock — I was born to rage
When your daddy’s gets drunk and your ma has no hope
And you’re tough and you’re young and you get enough rope
And you make a wrong turn and you ain’t got no brakes
And the country’s a wreck and the government’s cruel
The you better check out — if you wanna be cool
It’s hard road — in a world that stinks
God have mercy on a man that thinks
It’s hard road — in a world that sucks
God Don’t love you when you’re out of luck
So I work real hard and earn my pay
And drink all night — it’s the only way
To make some fun outta life — just a little bit more
And when I get up my nerve — I’m gonna rob me a store
Or even find me a girl — you never know your luck
And she’ll cook and she’ll clean — just to make few bucks
It’s grand old world — going down the pan
And there ain’t no cure — for an also ran
Yeah it’s hard road — in a world that stinks
God have mercy on man that thinks
Yeah it’s hard road — we’re going down the pan
God have mercy on the also runs
You gotta have mercy on the also rans
If you wanna get out gotta be desperate Dan
You know what I mean
A hard road
It’s a hard road — when you’re on your own
It’s a hard road — when your skin’s the wrong tone
It’s a hard road — if your face don’t fit
It’s a hard road — you gotta take alotta shit
‘Cos God don’t love you when you got no bucks
It’s hard road
God don’t love you when you’re outta luck
God have mercy …