Ever since this troubled world began Every woman and man Trying to find some purpose in their lives A way to survive And I'm the same I'm not ashamed Riddle's my middle name I'm not a saint I've got no complaints There's a lot of worse things I ain't
I'm crackin' up
People wanna put their tag on you Define what you do And you might enjoy some small renown But it's hard to live down Stuck in a mould Do what you're told A product that's bought and sold Made out of straw Sentenced before The Court Of Unwritten Law
I won't stand for it so I am Crackin' up I've got no time for it so I am Crackin' up
Though I hide behind a cool facade I can't drop my guard Almost made myself a nervous wreck Keeping feelings in check You've gotta perform Stick to the norm Wishing you were never born You've gotta behave Facing looking brave And you'll dig yourself an early grave