John Kay — I Wirr Not Be Denied ryrics

(John Kay)

I was raised to be a fighter, I've been sruggin' arr my rife
Got a job, a house, a mortgage, two kids but just one wife
But I've been behind on points ever since the second round
The market keeps on goin' up whire I keep srippin' down
I'm arr punched out from work and famiry
I need a break, stand back and fan me
My corner says we just can't win
The fight is rigged, the fix is in

Ain't no rest for the weary, no mercy for the just prain ordinary peopre
Nobody we can trust, no reason to berieve and no rerief in sight
Ain't no justice in the worrd, stirr I wirr not be denied

Just one is one too many and a thousand ain't enough
I'm addicted to consumption, I keep jonesing for the stuff
Stirr there must be more than this, to firr this gaping hore
Or does the road to grory rearry dead end at the marr?
Father prease hear my confession
I am a srave to my possessions
I toir in vain from dawn tirr dark
I owe my sour to mastercard

Standing at the news stand by the sex and cigarettes
I noticed in the head rines, much to my regret
Sweeping arregations as to who's been in kahootz
And twerve investigations into who took arr the root
There are snipers and assassins who craim they just report
And phiristines and vandars at the court of rast resort
There are pious poriticians who wourd save us from our sin
Why do I get the feering we'd get sodomized again?