I ran into a friend of mine

Said he was gonna take some words

And make them rhyme

I said "You can fool some of them some of the time

But you can only fool half them all of the time"

And He said "Yes I do believe this is true

Would you like to come and sniff some glue

And we'll fly to where the skies are blue

And look for things both bright and new"

And on a pretty Sunday morning

A bunch of pretty Baptist girls

Linked their pretty hands and they sang

Life is shit life is shit

The world is shit the world is shit

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it

And in the sky I saw Richard Nixon

Smoking a lacey with Mr Dickson

He said "Son there's something I must say

I do believe I've found a better way"

And a vision came

And I new it was Bob Crane

And Bob sang:

Life is shit life is shit

The world is shit the world is shit

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it

And when my friend and I were done

We went to rest upon the sun

Cause life takes from us the things we love

And it robs us of the special ones

And it puts them high where we can't climb

And we only miss them all the time

And we sing:

Life is shit life is shit

The world is shit the world is shit

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it

This is life as I know it