AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
Music by Frederick George Moore, Al Galles and Dennis Peters Lyrics by Frederick George Moore
Copyright © March 5th, 1992
Demophonic Music Publishing BMI
Used with permission
Can't see to the right of us
Don't wanna look to the left
The only thing in front of us
Seems to smell of death
We know we ain't going up to heaven
We've already been down below
A trail of distorted memories
Is all we have to show
Now AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive
Now AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive live live live live
We charged it all to credit cards
And hope we die before they come due
No matter how much we rattle and shake
It's economic voodoo
We know we ain't going up to heaven
We've already been down below
A trail of distorted memories
Is all we have to show
I said AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive
Now AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive
In the future they won't let us die easy
Even when it's our time to go
They'll mess with our genes, give us
Peaches and cream complexions with a rosie glow
So glad to be one hundred and twenty
With the skin of a girl of twelve years
For the hospital stay we know we must pay
The doctor for his blood, sweat and tears
Now AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive
Now AIN'T LIFE GRAND?
So good to be alive live live live live
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