[th]=terry hall [t]=tricky
[th]
the first hundred years are the toughest
on this bubble
an open sky, flying high
take a bride, get some trouble
[t]
the first one will do
i'm just passing thru
the second one needs more
i've been here before
i've been here before
i've been here before
[th]
springtime falls, summer calls
you slip and slide until you hit december
believe my eyes, they'll bleed you dry
if i wasn't a geinus
i'd lose my temper
[t]
the first one will do
just passing thru
the second one needs more
i've been here before
i've been here before
wanna make me weak while you cry
not such a thing as peace till you die
gotta go i get high
gotta go i get high
deceiver deceived us
and i deceived them
carry my troubles home
married with the humble home
[th]
the first hundred years are the toughest
i'm getting smothered
life is just one bloody thing
after another