Struggle And Strife

Packed my bags and the trip began Showed up ready for the full body scan Flashed my smile at a skirt on the plane Free newspaper and a glass of champagne My passport photo is double-exposed Look like a ghost in fidel castro's clothes Made a girl in reno just to watch her conceive Knew what she was doing, but she acted naive I can't read these books that they write These jobs they give me feel like throwing the fight I broke ground on a brand new life Same love, same hate, same fear, new struggle and strife Got my bags at the carousel My liver's in limbo and i feel like hell Keep coming back to the wrong i've done By light of moon and in the morning sun I still have days when i feel like a man And i can face the darkness like my father can At the threat of lightning, i could feel my heart stop Make a deal with the devil, he's gonna loot your shop I can't read these books that they write These jobs they give me feel like throwing the fight I broke ground on a brand new life Three healthy kids and a lovely wife I severed my past with plastic knife Same love, same hate, same fear, new struggle and strife