CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Bitch of Living (Rise Cast Version)
God, I dreamed there was an angel
Who could hear me through the wall
As I cried out, like, in Latin "This is so not life at all
Help me out, out of this nightmare."
Then I heard her silver call
She said, "Just give it time, kid. I come to one and all."
She said, "Give me that hand, please, and the itch you can't control
Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul
Oh, we'll work that silver magic
Then we'll aim it all the wall."
She said, "Love may make you blind, kid, but I wouldn't mind at all."
It's the b*t*h of living
The b*t*h, just the b*t*h
With nothing but your hand
Just the b*t*h, yeah
Just the b*t*h of living
As someone you can't stand
See, each night it's, like, fantastic
Tossing, turning without rest
'Cause my days at the piano
With my teacher and her breasts
And the music's, like, the one thing
I can't even get at all
And those breasts!
I mean, God, please, just let those apples fall
It's the b*t*h of living
The b*t*h!
With nothing going on, nothing going on
Just the b*t*h of living
Asking: What went wrong?
Do they think we want this?
Oh, who knows!
See, there's showering in gym cla**
Bobby Maler, he's the best
Look so nasty in those khakis
God, my whole life's like some test
Then there's Marianna Wheelan
As if she'd return my call
It's like, just kiss some a**, man
Then you can screw 'em all
It's the b*t*h of living
And living in your head
It's the b*t*h of living
And sensing God is dead
It's the b*t*h of living
(You watch me, just watch me...)
And trying to get ahead
(I'm calling you one day...)
It's the b*t*h of living
Just getting out of bed
(All will know...)
It's the b*t*h of living, living, living
(All will know...)
And getting what you get
Just the b*t*h of living
And knowing this is it
God, is this it?
This can't be it
Oh God, what a b*t*h!
Who could hear me through the wall
As I cried out, like, in Latin "This is so not life at all
Help me out, out of this nightmare."
Then I heard her silver call
She said, "Just give it time, kid. I come to one and all."
She said, "Give me that hand, please, and the itch you can't control
Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul
Oh, we'll work that silver magic
Then we'll aim it all the wall."
She said, "Love may make you blind, kid, but I wouldn't mind at all."
It's the b*t*h of living
The b*t*h, just the b*t*h
With nothing but your hand
Just the b*t*h, yeah
Just the b*t*h of living
As someone you can't stand
See, each night it's, like, fantastic
Tossing, turning without rest
'Cause my days at the piano
With my teacher and her breasts
And the music's, like, the one thing
I can't even get at all
And those breasts!
I mean, God, please, just let those apples fall
It's the b*t*h of living
The b*t*h!
With nothing going on, nothing going on
Just the b*t*h of living
Asking: What went wrong?
Do they think we want this?
Oh, who knows!
See, there's showering in gym cla**
Bobby Maler, he's the best
Look so nasty in those khakis
God, my whole life's like some test
Then there's Marianna Wheelan
As if she'd return my call
It's like, just kiss some a**, man
Then you can screw 'em all
It's the b*t*h of living
And living in your head
It's the b*t*h of living
And sensing God is dead
It's the b*t*h of living
(You watch me, just watch me...)
And trying to get ahead
(I'm calling you one day...)
It's the b*t*h of living
Just getting out of bed
(All will know...)
It's the b*t*h of living, living, living
(All will know...)
And getting what you get
Just the b*t*h of living
And knowing this is it
God, is this it?
This can't be it
Oh God, what a b*t*h!
