(Then the drums crash in and...) Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house Burns on his brain like Chernobyl Dean was seen with a two bag purchase he was lying dead on his mother's bed Someone to pray for-till I met you Life is like a broken arrow memory a swingin' door I could be your great misfortune I can make you happy every day of your life Making my love like a shining star Taking my love just a touch too far Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice cause love left holes And four swell kids breaking her heart I've got windows, I've seen much vice, I've touched down with vermin, Cowardice, lice, And I say Nobody cares what you do please be yourself to death I could be your great misfortune But you'll never find a bet you'll never find a better man. Making my love like a shining star Taking my love just a touch too far Peter met Frank formed a dummy run gang Worked heist or hit for 10 g's flat Blew heads outta shape for the name of Trotsky, Sinn-Fein, Hitler cashdown No hope heroes cover this page with depts in hell And fingers in blood Poor little bodies all covered in scabs threw it all away Have a life in the grave Have a life in the grave Life is like a broken arrow memory a swingin' door I could be your great misfortune Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life