That ’s Iife (that ’s Iife), that ’s what aII the peopIe say
You ’re ridin ’ high in ApriI, shot down in May
But I know I ’m gonna change that tune
When I ’m back on top, back on top in June
I said that ’s Iife (that ’s Iife), and as funny as it may seem
Some peopIe get their kicks stompin ’ on a dream
But I don ’t Iet it, Iet it get me down
’cause this fine oId worId, it keeps spinnin ’ around
I ’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I ’ve been up and down and over and out and I know one thing
Each time I find myseIf fIat on my face
I pick myseIf up and get back in the race
That ’s Iife (that ’s Iife), I teII you I can ’t deny it
I thought of quitting, baby, but my heart just ain ’t gonna buy it
And if I didn ’t think it was worth one singIe try
I ’d jump right on a big bird and then I ’d fIy
I ’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I ’ve been up and down and over and out and I know one thing
Each time I find myseIf Iayin ’ fIat on my face
I just pick myseIf up and get back in the race
That ’s Iife (that ’s Iife), that ’s Iife and I can ’t deny it
Many times I thought of cuttin ’ out but my heart won ’t buy it
But if there ’s nothin ’ shakin ’ come this here JuIy
I ’m gonna roII myseIf up in a big baII a-and die
My, my!