Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've been a loserAin't so
bad, ain't so bad, rather be a boozerStanding at the
crossroads, see where the wind blowsFollowing the white
line, following my noseYou've been living on a razor's
edge, soon as you learned to shaveMake sure you live, be a
long time deadCradle To The GraveAin't too
good, don't look good, but it'll get worseDon't look good,
don't feel good, it's gonna take yearsLife drives you
nuts, babe, 'cos you ain't certainKicks you in the guts,
babe, and leaves you hurtingDon't matter up or down,
sideways, in or outIf it makes you feel good, do it, and
then get outDon't spend your life on your own bedCradle To The GraveAin't so bad, ain't so bad,
could've been a junkieAin't so bad, ain't all bad,
could've had a monkeyYou can't take it with you, not
even if you earn itSo find out what you need babe, then
you'd better learn itIt don't matter who you are,
millionaire or who*eJust get out and scrape that jar,
that's what they've got it forYou've been living on a
razor's edge, one way to behaveMake sure you do it, it'll
cut you deadCradle To The Grave