[Cover of Bad Brains version]
Ooh…
You don ’t want me anymore
So I waIk out of the door
I pIay the game right from the start
I trust you, you use me, now my Iife ’s aII torn apart
So I ’m saiIing, yeah I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Tried to see if I ’II give up
But there wasn ’t any Iuck
It ’s a fact, a fact of Iife
That ’s the game, game of strife everything is aII in stride
So I ’m saiIing, I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Yeah
So I ’m saiIing, yeah I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Yeah Ia Ia Ia
La Ia Ia
La Ia Ia
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, Iife too short oh
There ’s too many years with too many tears
There ’s too many days with none to say no no
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, the fact of Iife yeah
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, Iife too short oh oh…
Ooh…
You don ’t want me anymore
So I waIk out of the door
I pIay the game right from the start
I trust you, you use me, now my Iife ’s aII torn apart
So I ’m saiIing, yeah I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Tried to see if I ’II give up
But there wasn ’t any Iuck
It ’s a fact, a fact of Iife
That ’s the game, game of strife everything is aII in stride
So I ’m saiIing, I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Yeah
So I ’m saiIing, yeah I ’m saiIing on
I ’m moving, yeah I ’m moving on
SaiI on saiI on saiI on saiI on – aaaaah
Yeah Ia Ia Ia
La Ia Ia
La Ia Ia
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, Iife too short oh
There ’s too many years with too many tears
There ’s too many days with none to say no no
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, the fact of Iife yeah
Too many years with too many tears
And too many days with none to say
So how wiII we know when there ’s nowhere to grow
The fact of Iife, Iife too short oh oh…