spaghetti hoops - Hard Life

Lyrics by：Rob Milton/Murray Matravers

Composed by：Rob Milton/Murray Matravers

Produced by：Rob Milton

Spaghetti hoops drippin' off my spoon

Wrapped up in co-codamol reclusive d**g abuse

I haven't seen the winter sunshine rays glisten

Cigarettes and alcohol I'm easily seduced

And I've been spending money like I've got it

Refuelling the rocket

Saying things that I don't mean to the people I need most

And there ain't no way to stop it

Like what is going on?

And what have I become?

I'm runnin' through the city like a vagabond

But it's a free country so I'ma do it if I want

'Cause I will try anything once

But it doesn't get much better than this

And if this headache sustains

I will blow out my brains

It's all good it's all good it's all over

It's all good it's all good it's all over

Ha

I just heard the news I can't believe it's true

When did common courtesy fall into disuse?

It really is a ****** up world we live in

Stuck like peanut butter in this melancholy mood

I've been trying to rise above it

But can't let go of these beloved d**gs

I've infected my mind

A life full of lemons and I don't feel alive

And it don't feel right it don't feel right

This devil friend of mine that lives deep inside

Tell me I should contemplate my suicide

And if this headache sustains

I will blow out my brains

It's all good it's all good it's all over

It's all good it's all good it's all over

I show no love on the surface

'Cause nobody is worth it

Nobody deserves ****

In this world

In this world mmm

I show no lovin' in person

My disguise must be workin'

Nobody is perfect

It's such a stupid concept

I'll be the first one

I got it all wrong on purpose

Joined an emotional circus

I threw my life to the breeze

First it floated through the sky

But it landed in a furnace

I booked my place in heaven

I reserved it

So I will see you there if you're worth it

Show no love on the surface

And show no love on the surface