Life Keeps Bringing Me Down

I’m the prettiest boy that you will ever see
Life keeps bringing me down
And I’m trying living above my means,
Life keeps bringing me down.

Yeah, life keeps bringing me down
Blues keep coming around
Hard living’s gonna be the death of me,
Life keeps bringing me down.

When the times roll in and the sun won’t shine
Life keeps bringing me down
Now I’m hard on the bills and work for a dime
Life keeps bringing me down

Yeah, life keeps bringing me down
Big tears drops hitting the ground
Well, it won’t stop raining on this heart of mine
Life keeps bringing me down.

Yeah, I hate to wake up when the morning comes,
Life keeps bringing me down
But I frank upon a coffee and I’m on the run
Life keeps bringing me down.

Yeah, life keeps bringing me down,
The world keeps spinning around.
Yeah, if ain’t no racing, ain’t no fun,
Life keeps bringing me down.

I’ve got a number of death to crawl out from under
Life keeps bringing me down
But one of these days I’m gonna hit the numbers,
Life keeps bringing me down.

Yeah, life keeps bringing me down,
I won’t cry down to the ground
Yeah, it’s been a bummer the whole damn summer,
Life keeps bringing me down.
Yeah, life keeps bringing me down.

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