What I Believe at Night
Every day a slow crawl
To the next, Oh good lord
A King's ransom, the price of ham
Sick and bored through the floor
What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning
Goodnight ladies, the boat went down
All we worked for fucking gone
A lump of coal a jar of jam
Cancel that, here I am
What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning
Each dawn threatens our very lives
One more day we survive
Time embalmed, Oh good lord
Uselеss fucker, shitty man
Best ignore as bеst you can
What I believe at night is not what I believe in the morning