Tales 

  

Talk about a bleeding piano



Right, this is a lovely little song now about the ups and downs of life



Come on



Come on



Go



I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else

I might do the same to you myself

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



Living on a diet of liquor and pills

When the summer's long and the winter kills

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



You come home drunk and you come home dead

Spreading somebody else all over the bed

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



Tenement strung and your guy's well hung

A big gold chain and a silver tongue

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



Jesus grin and a Satan's skin

Make too much trouble to leave me in

You come home mad and you come home tired

Suicide and you're sick inside

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



I'm sick of you tasting of somebody else

I might do the same to you myself

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



But baby you ain't seen nothing yet

You cracked the mould before the jelly had set

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



You've been out tramping the night before

Act sweet as an apple but you're rotten to the core

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



With your sentiments stolen from a greeting card

You want me soft, you're gonna get me hard

It's so hard 

It's so god damn hard



A Jesus smile and a Satan's skin

Make too much trouble to drop me in

You come home mad and you come home tired

Suicide and you're sick inside

It's so hard

It's so god damn hard



It's so hard

It's so god damn hard.....



1, 2, 3, 4, 



Stop