Subhumans - Waste Of Breath

Album: From the Cradle to the Grave LP
Release Date: 1984

You paint your leather jacket but it comes off in the rain
And the more you cut your hair the more it grows again
The badges you put on yourself fall off or start to rust
And the more they take the piss the less people you can trust

Chorus:
It's the story of your life
And the end of it's your death
And every word that's inbetween
Is just a weast of breath

You don't know who you might have been or who you now should be
Or what you ought to write on walls or why you wanna be free
And then you start to panic cos the inspiration's there
But you're not sure how to use it and anyway non-one seems to care

Chorus

You're the classic all-round failure who never seems to win
You'd like to write a book but your not sure how to begin
It's the story of your life and the end of it's your death
And every word that's inbetween is jsut a wast of berath

Chorus