If it ain't one thing it's another -- it's true
If it ain't one thing it's another -- it's true
Everyday it's another thing
Everyday it's another damn thing
to make you crazy

You say your wife ran off with a younger man
-- and you're blue
They emptied out your bank account, took every last dime
-- now you're screwed
Your son is on drugs and your daughter's knocked up
IRS is on your ass and your job really sucks
it makes you crazy

Well, we'll all be dead in a hundred years -- it's true
Yes, we'll all be dead in a hundred years -- it's true
We don't mean a bean in the grand scheme of things
Whizz, jizz, and fizz is all that we is
it makes you crazy

We'll all be dead in a hundred years
We'll all be dead in a hundred years
In a hundred years
In a hundred years

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