That Life - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I have me a pretty symmetrical face

My limbs are intact, everything is in place

My skin is so soft, fresh-shaven and clean

I'm built like some guy in a gay magazine

My wife is so pretty, so earnest and kind

Phenomenal tits and the firmest behind

She packs the kids' lunches, drags them to school

I lay back and relax in my fabulous pool

But at once, I wake up with a stitch in my back

On my bed made of card that got wet while I napped

As that miserable dog cuddles up in my lap

I think to myself, "How I'd love to go back to that life"

I'm cold, and I'm scarеd, and my head really hurts

And my mouth feels dry, and my throat feels worse

As I mumblе "God bless" through the noise in the street

At tall men that march by and toss coins at my feet

'Til I've saved up enough to supply for the beast

Unwind with a frosty white side of [?]

As I stumble my way through the crowds that pass by

Fall down to these [?] and look up at my wife

She says "Hello, John"

I say, "Hello, Jane"

She stares at my head where I've busted a vein

I run back to the alley and cry like a girl

I'm a miserable man, and I'm scared of the world

I wake up one morning, get ready for work

Tie on my nice tie, try on my new shirt

Look at myself in the mirror and say how fantastic I look on a day like today

And I kiss my wife's cheek, get in my car

Get to work early and work really hard

And get up from my desk to look out at the view

Look down on a man that I think I once knew

And I'm back on the street with my hands on my knees

And my shoes made of bags and my bed full of fleas

With my bindle tied up, my dog by my side

I think, "This is my life, and I'm here for the ride"

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