Listen to a grumpy old man

Sitting on a fence talking never end

Staring at the upper house

Watching the clouds hang in the sky

He says,

"I hate water keeps leaking in when the weather is cold, again, it's raining"

Have no money to fix everything

Laying down

Sleeping overwhelming

Life is a gift and a curse

Not a celebration

Life is a gift and a curse

For a destination

Waking up on the next day

Lonely as hell feel dry anyway

Here alone, stay all alone

An old edgy man defeats other man

He went to a war, won and proud

Fight for a living, it's hard to believe

But then he's here, here to stay

Nothing but struggles to make more money

Life is a gift and a curse

Not a celebration

Life is a gift and a curse

For a destination

Maybe he's forgotten

Memories were rotten

He just left and broken

No words ever spoken

Life is a gift and a curse

Life is a gift and a curse

Not a celebration

Life is a gift and a curse

For a destination