Song | Fucked Up on Life |
Artist | The Mr. T Experience |
Album | Yesterday Rules |
作词 : Doctor Frank | |
I don't have many friends | |
just some pretty loose and dead ends | |
even one can be a bit much for me | |
and they call me but I never end up calling them back | |
they lose patience as I lose track | |
I don't care anymore | |
if I ever did before | |
but I'm not really paying attention | |
people say what reflects well on them | |
and everyone's lying like rugs | |
and everyone thinks I'm on drugs | |
but I'm just | |
fucked up on life | |
cause it doesn't add up | |
and I never know what should be done | |
I know I'm far from the only one | |
I stay out of the fray | |
I figure I do less damage that way | |
I'm outstanding in my field | |
and all I ever want to do is just get plowed | |
I always feel outnumbered in a crowd | |
and if the truth be known | |
I feel outnumbered when I'm all alone | |
if you're wondering why there's no affect | |
when I speak, when you look in my eyes | |
I couldn't begin to explain | |
I'm almost perfectly sane | |
but I'm just | |
fucked up on life | |
I'm just fucked up, | |
fucked up on life | |
oo oo oo | |
ah na na na na | |
dum dum day | |
I never know what I should do or say | |
when words fail me | |
I react reciprocally | |
I'm just | |
fucked up on life | |
I'm just fucked up, | |
fucked up on life |
zuò cí : Doctor Frank | |
I don' t have many friends | |
just some pretty loose and dead ends | |
even one can be a bit much for me | |
and they call me but I never end up calling them back | |
they lose patience as I lose track | |
I don' t care anymore | |
if I ever did before | |
but I' m not really paying attention | |
people say what reflects well on them | |
and everyone' s lying like rugs | |
and everyone thinks I' m on drugs | |
but I' m just | |
fucked up on life | |
cause it doesn' t add up | |
and I never know what should be done | |
I know I' m far from the only one | |
I stay out of the fray | |
I figure I do less damage that way | |
I' m outstanding in my field | |
and all I ever want to do is just get plowed | |
I always feel outnumbered in a crowd | |
and if the truth be known | |
I feel outnumbered when I' m all alone | |
if you' re wondering why there' s no affect | |
when I speak, when you look in my eyes | |
I couldn' t begin to explain | |
I' m almost perfectly sane | |
but I' m just | |
fucked up on life | |
I' m just fucked up, | |
fucked up on life | |
oo oo oo | |
ah na na na na | |
dum dum day | |
I never know what I should do or say | |
when words fail me | |
I react reciprocally | |
I' m just | |
fucked up on life | |
I' m just fucked up, | |
fucked up on life |