Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've been a loser,
Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, rather be a boozer,
Standing at the crossroads, see where the wind blows,
Following the white line, following my nose,
You've been living on a razors edge, soon as you learn to shave,
Make sure you live, be a long time dead,
Cradle To The Grave.
Ain't too good, don't look good, but it'll get worse,
Don't look good, don't feel good, it's gonna take years,
Life drives you nuts, babe, 'cos you ain't certain,
Kicks you in the guts, babe, and leaves you hurting,
Don't matter up or down, sideways, in or out,
If it makes you feel good, do it, and then get out,
Don't spend your life on your own bed,
Cradle To The Grave.
Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've been a junkie,
Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've had a monkey
You can't take it with you, not even if you earn it,
So find out what need, babe, then you'd better learn it,
It don't matter who you are, millionaire or whore,
Just get out and scrape that jar, that's what they've got it for,
You've been living on a razors edge, one way to behave,
Make sure you do it, it'll cut you dead,
Cradle To The Grave.