作词 : Roger Taylor
 作曲 : Roger Taylor
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Again
I was born on the 22nd floor of a bird cage
I was bound to rock, I was born to rage
When your daddy gets drunk and your ma has no hope
And you're tough and you're young and you got enough rope
And you make a wrong turn and you make some mistakes
You run outta control and you ain't got no brakes
When the country's a wreck and the government's cruel
Then you better check out
If you wanna be cool
It's a hard road
In a world that stinks
God have mercy on the man that thinks
It's a hard road
In a world that sucks
God don't love you when you're out of luck
And so I work real hard and I earn my pay
And I drink all night, it's the only way
To make some fun out of life, just a little bit more
When I get up my nerve, I'm gonna rob me a store
Or even find me a girl, you never know your luck
And she'll cook and she'll clean, just to make a few bucks
It's a grand old world, going down the pan
And there ain't no cure
For an also ran
Yeah, it's a hard road
In a world that stinks
God have mercy on the man that thinks
Yeah, it's a hard road
We're going down the pan
God have mercy on the also rans
You gotta have mercy on the also ran
If you wanna get out
You gotta be desperate Dan
You know what I mean
A hard road
It's a hard road
When you're on your own
It's a hard road
When your skin's the wrong tone
It's a hard road
If your face don't fit
It's a hard road
You gotta take a lotta shit
'Cos God don't love you when you got no bucks
It's a hard road
Ooh, yeah
God don't love you when you're outta luck, yeah
God have mercy
God have mercy
Have mercy
On the also rans
God have mercy
God have mercy
On the also rans, yeah