you're getting your law degree
while me, i'm smashing up cars you see
you've got your prissy husband
and i got my rock band
you got your fancy house
while i got the street with the rat and the mouse
and when the time comes you know you'll be going to heaven
boy, whats that like
and time will tell
the day i fell
but dont frown upon that day
cos' i'll tell the devil you said hey
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