Coffin Lid

Well I Come from a suburb on the east side of the town
I'm not that found of traveling but i know my way around
I've Never been the type to pick up women at the bar
Even though I got a motor and I'm playing the Guitar

And no-one ever told me what this life was all about
So i watch the days go by, while a voice inside me shout
And no-one cares about the kind of music that i play
So I'll hit the fucking bottle and await my judgement day

My woman's gone and left me said that things was just too tough
I know we had our problems but I just can't get enough
And I cant Imagine someone else beside me in my bed
Even after all these years when i though my hear was dead

I'm Working by myself and I like to be alone
But sometimes I wish there was someone on the telephone
I guess that's how it goes when you're playing solitaire
To be lonely or engaged is my 1st and 2nd fear

'Cause all I want's a woman to avoid those lonely days
And time left to keep pushing on my workaholic pace
If that's to much to ask for I would settle for a whore
But the brothel has been banned and they closed up all their doors

So Life is rolling steady and I I'm seeking no advice
'Cause no-one really know which way to get to paradise
And after all you've got to sign you're name on what you've done
And on-ones there to argue when your coffin lid is on

When You're coffin lid is on
When You're coffin lid is on
When You're coffin lid is on
When You're coffin lid is on