My, my, oh my
Gonna ride
So high Got one life
And it's mine to live
Ain't 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 I'm 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 I'm feelin' fine
