That's Life (And the Atheists Will Sing)

Life hasn't been bland
Until you threw a bone to me
Since you lifted the phone for me bone from me?
I wasn't gonna stand
For those violent waves of the sea
I was so reluctant to grab
The silent waves of the heat? ways of your __?
And mistakes I was making

That's life!
Frankie tried to tell ya, Jimmy introduced you to the scene
That's life!
Sinatra's gonna spell it out
Pursey' gonna wind up eating beans?
That's life, that's life!

Try doing to yourself, as you would do unto me
(And I'm hardly listening)
Supply screaming for the shelf
That hangs above your sink
(And don't bother undressing?)
Cries brewing on your health
Have gotten intoxicating
(Crashing into my knees)
Sties stewing on your stealth
Will rot your well-being
(Stopping well short of Beijing)

That's life!
Frankie tried to tell ya, Jimmy introduced you to the scene
That's life!
Sinatra's gonna spell it out
Pursey' gonna wind up eating beans
That's life, that's life!
That's life, that's life!

I'm trailing you the crumbs
Of the currant white bread trapping
I'm feeling every hump
Of a wide tread tire marking
I'm mailing in the hump
To a wife's tired embarking
Save prayers for the dying
And thoughts for the hemorrhaging
And the atheists will sing

That's life!
Frankie tried to tell ya, Jimmy introduced you to the scene
That's life!
Sinatra's gonna spell it out
Pursey' gonna wind up eating beans
That's life, that's life!
That's life, that's life!
That's life, that's life!