Hard for me to keep decent clothes to wear. Lay awake at night Oh so low Ive been troubled Cant keep a job I'm laid off and having double trouble Hey, Hey, you can make it if you try Baby, that's no lie Living in generations of millionaires Laugh at me

Trust you to dig my grave And I trust you There ain't no worries You can't drink away I trust you You can lie awake at night Pretend not to see But you can't put that apple back up on its tree Woke up this morning

You must really love me to lie to me Must really love me to lie to me You make letting me to, look so easy When I know that it can't be Wide awake at night, knowing it ain't right We both realize it might be over Must really love me to lie, lie to me

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.