Say life is not a bed of roses
You gotta try hard
If you're gonna make it
Push on through
Before the door closes
For it ain't wide enough
'Cause a lot of people know it
A million dollars in the bank
And then you're onto something
You decide to retire
And travel the world
Then you realize
You lived your life for nothing
'Cause underneath every girl everywhere
Is the same old thing
Why do we live this life
Its an exercise in futility
Why everyday we cry
For everyday we die
In this life of strife
Now you've found out
Women don't really give you pleasure
You decide to try your hands
On marijuana
And before you know it
You've spent up all your treasure
For from marijuana
You're onto so much higher
Why do we live this life
Its an exercise in futility
Why everyday we cry
For everyday we die
In this life of strife
Why do we live this life
Its an exercise in futility
Why everyday we cry
For everyday we die
In this life of strife