Lyrics

Every day a slow crawl To the next, Oh good lord A King's ransom, the price of ham Sick and bored through the floor What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning Goodnight ladies, the boat went down All we worked for fucking gone A lump of coal a jar of jam Cancel that, here I am What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning Each dawn threatens our very lives One more day we survive Time embalmed, Oh good lord Uselеss fucker, shitty man Best ignore as bеst you can What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning