by
Micky McKeon
Well me wife, she is toothless,
The taxman is ruthless.
Can't nobody soothe this
Poor soul while it grieves.
Me daughter was stolen,
Me liver's all swollen.
Just find me a hole and
I'll rot like the leaves.
Oh, it's a long, hard life.
Now the dog and the cat
Robbed me blind as a bat,
Then they went on and shat
On my poor little babies.
I went to the medic
To cure a foul headache
The doctor then said I
Came down with the scabies.
Oh, it's a long, hard life.
I been beaten and jailed,
I been shot and impaled,
And I've surely inhaled
Poisons killing me brain.
Me teeth they are chatterin'
Clothes, they are tatterin'
But that will not matter when
I'm raving insane.
Oh, it's a long, hard life.
No, it isn't a rumor
I need some help soon, for
I've the biggest damn tumor
That you'll ever see.
My eyes turned to goo,
And my tongue it is blue,
And my skin falls off too,
Thanks to my leprosy.
Oh, it's a long, hard life.
THE END