Lyrics:

Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've been a loser Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, rather be a boozer Standing at the crossroads, see where the wind blows Following the white line, following my nose You've been living on a razor's edge, soon as you learned to shave Make sure you live, be a long time dead Cradle To The Grave Ain't too good, don't look good, but it'll get worse Don't look good, don't feel good, it's gonna take years Life drives you nuts, babe, 'cos you ain't certain Kicks you in the guts, babe, and leaves you hurting Don't matter up or down, sideways, in or out If it makes you feel good, do it, and then get out Don't spend your life on your own bed Cradle To The Grave Ain't so bad, ain't so bad, could've been a junkie Ain't so bad, ain't all bad, could've had a monkey You can't take it with you, not even if you earn it So find out what you need babe, then you'd better learn it It don't matter who you are, millionaire or whore Just get out and scrape that jar, that's what they've got it for You've been living on a razor's edge, one way to behave Make sure you do it, it'll cut you dead Cradle To The Grave