the lights from the local strip flicker onnnas the sun slinks down, it calls it offnnanother day, another way to sell some stuffnnnnwhen life is so good, it hurtsnnit burns your eyelids and gets worsennnnold friend, nnits common sensennuse your headnnnnits so easy not to say what you hadnnwhen those bright lights wont shine in your eyes againnnnnwhen life is so good, it hurtsnnit burns your eyelids and gets worsennoh, i will cut you in halfnnand then we'll see who laughsn