Quit my job at the joint last night
Quit my job and I divorced my wife
Then I went to Bosnia
When I came back, my hair was longer
This ain't no way to live
But I'm living
At least I'm living
This ain't no way to live
But I'm living
At least I'm living
I shacked up at the practice space
And I curled up under the crash cymbal
The bathroom downstairs has a sink
But neither soap nor paper-towel
This ain't no way to live
But I'm living
At least I'm living
This ain't no way to live
But I'm living
At least I'm living
At least I'm living
At least I'm living
At least I'm living

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