Existential Terrace Blues by The Casual Terrorist Lyrics

[Verse]
I can't afford my rent
Does that make me a loser?
I'm a casualty of the middle classes
I'm a bank balance abuser
But they say this builds character
And they call it food for the soul
But you know, I've been eating it for all my life
And it still makes me feel cold

[Refrain]
Ain't this life's a [?]
Funny thing
Roll me out of my bed
And I will sing: lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala

[Verse]
And television shows
They touch our souls
My mind is just like some stupid colander
And everything is falling through the holes
So keep what you can
Like chocolate milkshake and spooning in bed
Oh sing your little heart out
And mean every word you said
[Refrain]
Ain't this life's a [?]
Stupid thing
Punch mе in my face
And I will sing: lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala

[Verse]
I've seen the bеst minds of my generation
Lie strung out and fucked on the floors
Oh Alan, I've seen my mind explode
I've seen the rich send the poorer to war
So don't mess around
With power and with wealth
No one will every really know us
And I will never know myself

[Refrain]
Ain't this life's a [?]
Beautiful thing
Kick me into my grave
And I will sing: lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala
Lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala

[Outro]
Ain't this life such a beautiful thing?
Ain't this life such a beautiful thing?
Ain't this life such a beautiful silly little thing?