The Longer You Live, The Better You

Well, It's Hard To Stumble And Land In Some Muddy Lagoon When It's Nine Below Zero And Three O'clock In The Afternoon.

Shedding Off One More Layer Of Skin, Keeping One Step Ahead Of The Persecutor Within.

Idiot Wind, Blowing Every Time You Move Your Teeth. You're An Idiot Babe, It's A Wonder That You Still Know How To Breathe.

So Happy Just To Be Alive, Underneath The Sky Of Blue, On This New Morning, New Morning, On This New Morning With You.

They Like To Take All This Money From Sin, Build Big Universities To Study In, Sing Amazing Grace All The Way To The Swiss Banks.