The B**ch of Living - John Gallagher Jr./Brian Johnson/Gideon Glick/Skylar Astin

God I dreamed there was an angel who could hear me through the wall

As I cried out like in Latin "This is so not life at all"

Help me out out of this nightmare then I heard her silver call

She said "Just give it time kid I come to one & all"

She said give me that hand please

And the itch you can't control

Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul

Oh we'll work that silver magic

Then we'll aim it at the wall

She said love may make you blind kid

But I wouldn't mind at all

It's The B**ch Of Living

B**ch just a b**ch

Nothin' but your hand

Just a b**ch yeah

Just The B**ch Of Living as someone you can't stand

See each night it's like fantastic toss & turning without rest

'Cause my days at the piano with my teacher & her breasts

And the music's like the one thing I can even get at all

And those breasts

I mean God please just let those apples fall

It's The B**ch Of Living

B**ch

Ah ah ah

With nothin' goin' on

Nothin' goin' on

Just The B**ch Of Living

Asking "What went wrong "

Do they think we want this

Oh who knows

See there's showering at gym class

Bobby Mayler he's the best

Looks so nasty in those khakis

God my whole life's like some test

Then there's Marianna Wheelan

As if she'd return my call

It's like just kiss some a** man

And you can screw 'em all

All

It's The B**ch Of Living

It's The B**ch Of Living

And living in your head

In your head

It's The B**ch Of Living

And sensing gone is dead

It's The B**ch Of Living (you watch me just watch me)

And trying to get ahead (I'm calling you one day)

It's the B**ch Of Living

Just getting out of bed

It's The B**ch Of Living Living Living (All will know)

And getting what you get

Just The B**ch Of Living

And knowing this is it

God is this it

This can't be it

Oh God what a b**ch