The Good Life (Is Wasted)

I’m not the kind of man To live comfortably Just give it some time And you’ll see And I’d like to show you How wrong you can be 'Cause the good life is Is wasted on me Together there’s nothing That cannot be fetched Or haven’t you noticed this yet Some friends gone forever And sometimes our pets And then there’s that thing with the rest of the world Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Just like the hound dog That begged for his bone And I won’t be going there soon I’m just as guilty As guilty can be 'Cause the good life is Is wasted on me