Police stations and trolleys and alleys spread with black
Where the fat men get their jollies before the thin girls get their smack
Where the smell of a cremation is descended like a sheet
On a peaceful sick room Monday when mummy tucked you in so neat
With the squalling of a baby and the brokeness of china
Ends the story of a girl who earned her coke with her vagina

Life,life,life is too long for me
Life, life, life is too long for me
Life, life, life is too long for me
I m not too long for this life is too long for me

In the shadows of the docks comes the death of a curb crawler
To the screeching from the flocks and the banging from a trawler
Like the syphilitic progress from the genitals to brain
With the sureness and momentum of a fast night train

While the rats the size of canines go on squeaking on the beach
While some brats drink their bottles and others drink the bleach
Her blood is coagulating in her gold dyed hair
While another girl is waiting in the cold night air

Life, life, life is too long for me
Life, life, life is too long for me
Life, life, life is too long for me
I m not too long for this life is too long for me
Life is too long for me
I m not too long for this life
Life is too long for me