My, my, oh my
Gonna ride
So high
Got one life
And its mine to live
Aint gonna make it
Workin nine to five
Just to stay alive
Got no fins
For to swim in the sea
Got no wings to fly
But Im gettin high
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah I know
Times are bad
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
All I got left
Is a prayer
And a bottle of wine
And Im feelin fine