Life ain't it grand
Life ain't it grand
It is happy and sometimes sad
Misshapen in a sort but
All and all, ani't it grand
Death and grief stain a once pristine shirt
Love and hate run together in such a mess
Many colors shine through but
All and all, ani't it grand
Sickness and pain sweep the land
Heartache prevails over a once great man
Thoughts of suicide run through thy mind but
All and all, ani't it grand
