Morning after morning
Day after day
Life goes on
In the same old way
No variation
Or so it seems
Sometimes we realize
Our nightmares
Not our dreams
It`s sad
It`s so sad
When someone says they
Found The Answer
You tell him you`re
Not really doing
That bad
Trying to buy heaven
Right here on earth
The cost will always end up
More than it`s worth
You ponder living
You wonder why
No matter what you do
You`re still going to die
Chorus
Guilt is in your conscience
Pain in your soul
Feel`s like you`re falling
Down a deep dark hole
You drink good whiskey
You smoke good pot
Twenty more years
What in hell have you got