Lyrics:

This could be suffering This could be pleasure I'm unaware of any difference My head is aging My balls are aching But I'm not looking for deliverence This could be letting on This could be highly cut I'm unaware of ~any difference One says it can't be done Then somebody does it - but I'm not watching for equivalents. I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more No sooner cut it than they cut it even more Got to admit that I created private worlds Cold sex and booze don't impress my little girls Daily records Just want to be making daily records Try to avoid the bad news in the letters Just wanna be making records Play in - play out - fade in - fade out Making records day in - day out And they say it's just a stage in life But I know by now the problem is a stage And they say just take your time and it'll go away But I know by now I'm never gonna change I could be losing you I could be coming through I'm unaware of any difference You still support me now You love me anyhow And I am still under your influence We've had some years of hate But now we're in the eights I'm unaware of any difference I need you even more My money keeps me poor I'm still amazed at your omnipotence I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke I look at Richmond married couples denim look I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch~ When you are eleven the whole world's out to lunch Daily records Just wanna keep making daily records Can't exist no more in chains and fetters Just wanna keep making records Play in - play out - fade in - fade o