The Fugitives - my my текст песни

all my love, come blow me down
here is the bad news and this is the sound
here is the world that spins us around
the room that goes for a ride
my my, what a hard thing to be
a lover, a friend, a family
my my, how can you believe
with the world passing by on the street
give me money I’ll burn it for fun
give me some answers I’ll laugh at each one
give me God with his head on a plate
give me your body to trade
my my, what a hard thing to be
a lover, a friend, a family
my my, the life that we lead
all of the gifts we receive