'77: Life Ain't All Bad - The Magnetic Fields

When I write my memoirs

You will read them with pain and with shame

You’ll be searching in vain for your name

For your bleak, insignificant name

When I write my memoirs

Which will be of course in verse

On the subject of you and how awful you are

I will be infinitely terse

I hope I never run into

Another piece of shit like you

You killed my dog, you killed my mice

You made my house a den of vice

But na na na na

Na na na

You’re dead now

Na na na na

Na na na

So I sing

Na na na na

Na na na na

Life ain’t all bad

I labored on your ice cream truck

Whenever I was not at school

You mostly used that ice cream truck

To sit there guzzling beer, you tool

But na na na na

Na na na

You’re dead now

Na na na na

Na na na

So I sing

Na na na na

Na na na na

Life ain’t all bad

You vandalized our brakes and framed

Me for your theft, and was I blamed!

You smashed the bedroom window glass

And stole what you could lift, alas!

Na na na na

Na na na

You’re dead now

Na na na na

Na na na

So I sing

Na na na na

Na na na na

Life ain’t all bad

Na na na na

Na na na

You’re dead now

Na na na na

Na na na

So I sing

Na na na na

Na na na na

Life ain’t all bad

Life ain’t all bad