Why why why must things be so hard
Ahh why why whyyyyy why why why can′t it be easy
Cause if I feel like a rock star with nowhere to perform
Oh will you strok my evil til that feeling is gone
I don't see the glass half empty cause I filled it to the brim
And I drink it down gulp by gulp til the devil calls again
So lets get FUCKED UP and be happy
We will run around the streets with out our clothes
I've be all arond the door
Oh why why why must things be so hard
Why why why can′t it be easy
Cause if I feel like a rock star with nowhere to perform
Oh will you strok my evil til that feeling is gone
I don′t see the glass half empty cause I filled it to the brim
And I drink it down gulp by gulpppppp til the devil calls again
Oh oh if the devil calls again
If the devil calls agaaaaain