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Text: Pro-pain. The Truth Hurts. Down in the Dumps.

Angry on the outside angry on the in
Disgruntled with the thing I see




Looking for a future that lies in your hands
Is such a bad place to be
Educated hippies and psychedelic yups

Really gets my Irish up


I am just a beggar, begging for some money
Spare some change to fill my cup




It's not so bad, I'm happy like a pig in shit
Unlike some puppet of a sult and tie chump

When anybody wants something from me


That's where I'll be - Face down in the dumps

Mercilessly seeking pleasure in my pain




The wages set do not increase
Can't afford the rent, I'm tossed out in the rain

I lost my life and lost my lease

Hard times are coming up around the bend

It's been that kind of year

My battle with the bottle, is back with a bang

I need a drink, so where is my beer



It's not so bad, I'm happy like a pig in shit


Unlike some puppet of a sult and tie chump
When anybody wants something from me
That's where I'll be - Face down