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Lyrics: Swingin' Utters. This Bastard's Life.

Why can't I beat the banker's deal
Then find a home to rob?
Why can't I lie and cheat and steal
Who wants an honest job?
And if I curse you night and day
My integrity's been tried.
While I waste a life away
Why don't you try and hide?

The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
Your life's been run
My bastard son.

Why can't I turn off the light
And see I'm all alone?
Why can't I change my liar's life
And find myself a home?
And if I did where would I be?
Lost in due misery.

So if there's truth you'd better keep
It away from
MEEEEE!

Why can't I shut the window tight
And keep the wind outside?
And with no friend in sight
To help me fight the tides.
My own rests in a hotel room
In a switchblade knife.
Why must I find the truth so soon
And end this bastards life?

The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
(Your bastard's life been run!)
The end has just begun.
Your life's been run
My bastard son.