Tales

Talk about a bleeding piano

Right, this is a lovely little song now about the ups and downs of life

Come on

Come on

Go

I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else
I might do the same to you myself
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

Living on a diet of liquor and pills
When the summer's long and the winter kills
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

You come home drunk and you come home dead
Spreading somebody else all over the bed
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

Tenement strung and your guy's well hung
A big gold chain and a silver tongue
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

Jesus grin and a Satan's skin
Make too much trouble to leave me in
You come home mad and you come home tired
Suicide and you're sick inside
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else
I might do the same to you myself
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

But baby you ain't seen nothing yet
You cracked the mould before the jelly had set
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

You've been out tramping the night before
Act sweet as an apple but you're rotten to the core
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

With your sentiments stolen from a greeting card
You want me soft, you're gonna get me hard
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

A Jesus smile and a Satan's skin
Make too much trouble to drop me in
You come home mad and you come home tired
Suicide and you're sick inside
It's so hard
It's so god damn hard

It's so hard
It's so god damn hard.....

1, 2, 3, 4,

Stop