Life

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Marc Anthony Thompson] Oh there's a little secret, where my money goes Beneath some used food and ten pounds of clothes Wrapped in a dead presidents wife Scissors and rock, paper and knife It's pink and it's soft, roses and rain Black and it's good like; pleasure and pain, it's life [Violin Solo] [Verse 2: Marc Anthony Thompson] And there was a guy, I used to know He planted a seed that he couldn't grow Chicken or egg, who could be bothered? Where was your head son? See what you fathered? Don't go away, don't disappear And don't get me wrong, 'cause I'm not from 'round here [Trumpet Solo] [Verse 3: Marc Anthony Thompson] And next time your head is paying you back From facing a brave nightfall attack Of treacherous blood or weak fits of will The one that you save could be the one set to kill Don't go astray, don't even try Keep it away, 'cause your dollars can't buy Life...Life...Life