It's a maimed happinessnI keep trying to acquiescenIt's like a tempestuous childnYou play with and humor to keepnQuiet as you possibly cannTil finally it goes to sleepnLife takes a lot of finessenIt's a maimed happinessnnKeep myself to every waynBoth refined and uncouthnThen maybe once in a whilenI can be with the truthnnDon't know if there's that much to be saidnFor this world, or the time that we spendnI doubt that I'd wanna livenThis wasted life over againnnYeah I been to the doctornSaid there ain't much he can donYou got the human conditionnBoy, I feel sorry for you.nThere's a sorrowful joynI known since hours agonJoyful sorrow, I guessnIt's a maimed happiness.