Thirty-Year Evaluation - The Good Life

You don’t know

You don’t know how hard it’s been

I’ve tried to hard to be good but I just can’t win

So I’ve got no mother now

No one to slap me on the wrist

No one to be good for, I just can’t resist

But anyway

Who’s to say what’s right and wrong

I’ve sinned to the preachers

Livid to the teacher

So whose side are you on?

Please don’t pray for me

You’ll waste your breath

They don’t take jerks like me in heaven

You don’t know

You don’t know how far I’ve gone

There’s been some shit I’ve done scare most anyone

Sure I made some enemies

Some don’t even know who they are just yet

I’m sure on that fateful day they won’t forget

So what’s this all about?

Some half-assed cry for help?

It’s just another ditty

Oh, what a pity

The boy can’t help himself

So please don’t cry for me

You’ll waste your tears

You’d think I’d have learned something the past thirty years

You’d think I’d have learned something the past thirty years