Abney Park - Things Could Be Worse lyrics

Things could be worse I'm not a fretter But then there's the curse Things could be better! My knuckles bruised And my shoulder's cut I stand accused Chained in this hut (Pay the piper) (I want my money paid today) Now my payment's due I've kept my point of view (Made a wrong step) (Took a spill and he will pay) I can smell the roux And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew My hair is thick With matted blood A painful trick (In a hellish hut) I should have known To keep secrets hid My cover's blown Lord save this kid (Pay the piper) (I want my money paid today) Now my payment's due I've kept my point of view (Made a wrong step) (Took a spill and he will pay) I can smell the roux And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew Things could be worse But then there's the curse My knuckles bruised I stand accused