The lights from the local strip flicker on As the sun slinks down it calls it off Another day, another way to sell some stuff When life is so good, it hurts It burns your eyelids and gets worse Old friend, its common sense – use your head It's so easy not to say what you meant When those bright lights won't shine in your eyes again When life is so good, it hurts It burns your eyelids and gets worse Oh, I will cut you in half And then we'll see who laughs