Words and Music by Jon Langford
Well I worked hard and I got lots of money
Well I tried hard but I don't wanna stay
Yeah I've seen too much trouble, I felt too much pressure bubble
I knew there had to be a better way
I wouldn't hide if you thought I was worth it
You'd smack me down when I misbehave
But everybody knows that I've got flunkies here in tow
To clean up all the messes that I've made
CHORUS:
I'm going over the cliff
I'm going over the cliff
And it's hard to tell if life is a burden or a gift
Yeah I'm going over the cliff
Forgive me or forget me everybody
Well I guess I always had this honest streak
Yeah I'm sick of all the yawning, the bitching, and the bawling
I'm sick of feeling powerless and weak
Please don't call me cool just call me ";asshole";
'Cause I will be a beggar not a king
And the devil don't care if you're a fish or your're a stick (chip)
Yeah I'm going over the cliff
CHORUS
Well in New York and L.A. they're sending faxes
So the company can wash its hands of this
Yeah there was no one there to look after me or care
Well I'm going over the cliff
I'm going over the cliff
I'm going over the cliff
Yeah success on someone else's terms don't mean a fucking thing
I'm going over the cliff
That's right, success on someone else's terms don't mean a fucking thing
I'm going over the cliff
I'm going over the cliff
I'm going over the cliff
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