I'm twenty six years old - please tell me what have I got A monopoly on misery - I guess that's my lot Ten years of eating bullshit leaves it's taste in your mouth And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out... 'Cause at the end of the tunnel I see A dole-queue that's beckoning me. Yes living hand-to-mouth it can be fun for a while Simple things please simple minds - do you see me smile? I've broke my bread and fishes - turned my water to wine But I'm sick of walking tightrope on the poverty line I left my home and family - I've pawned all my dreams Took a second mortgage on my soul to further my schemes Now my body's in the pages of "exchange and mart" Ten pounds or nearest offer for one slightly broken heart. And at the end of the rainbow I found A crock of shit there on the ground. Have you had a bellyful of emptiness Do you feel like me we're all just wasting our time If it's true inside each cloud's a silver lining Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? I've had a bellyful of emptiness I've got a pocketful of nothing at all In real-life fairy tales the frog stays a frog And the serving girl can't be the belle of the ball. You're not the belle of the ball Get back in your cinders and crawl How many other fools like me Have lost their lives contractually Believing there must be far more Than nine to five - the factory floor? Have countless thousands watched their dreams Corrupted into things obscene By money minded bastards who Don't give a damn for me or you? Now my wallet's getting thinner like the hair on my head By the time I hit the "big Time" I'll be buried and dead Tell me how can you resent me for the money I've spent On the only habit I indulge (that's paying the rent)? No-one said this life was easy Christ I've known that all along But it needn't be this difficult that's why I wrote this song The sex and drugs and rock 'n 'roll were never meant to last And the bailiffs knocking on your door don't need a backstage pass! Be sure that you read between their lines There are claws in the contracts we sign. Have you had a bellyful of emptiness Do you feel like me we're all just wasting our time If it's true inside each cloud's a silver lining Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? I've had a bellyful of emptiness I've got a pocketful of nothing at all In real-life fairy tales the frog stays a frog And the serving girl can't be the belle of the ball.