Cradle To The Grave - Motörhead

Ain’t so bad, ain’t so bad, could’ve been a loser

Ain’t so bad, ain’t so bad, rather be a boozer

Standing at the crossroads, see where the wind blows

Following the white line, following my nose

You’ve been living on a razor’s edge, soon as you learned to shave

Make sure you live, be a long time dead

Cradle To The Grave

Ain’t too good, don’t look good, but it’ll get worse

Don’t look good, don’t feel good, it’s gonna take years

Life drives you nuts, babe, 'cos you ain’t certain

Kicks you in the guts, babe, and leaves you hurting

Don’t matter up or down, sideways, in or out

If it makes you feel good, do it, and then get out

Don’t spend your life on your own bed

Cradle To The Grave

Ain’t so bad, ain’t so bad, could’ve been a junkie

Ain’t so bad, ain’t all bad, could’ve had a monkey

You can’t take it with you, not even if you earn it So find out what you need babe, then you’d better learn it It don’t matter who you are, millionaire or whore

Just get out and scrape that jar, that’s what they’ve got it for

You’ve been living on a razor’s edge, one way to behave

Make sure you do it, it’ll cut you dead

Cradle To The Grave