Song Length |
1:08 |
Genre |
Spoken Word - Humor |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male/Female |
Lyrics
"IT'S HARD TO BE DIVINE ALL THE TIME" / "THIS MAN DOES NOTHING RIGHT?" 1987,2000 (c) Gayatri
He's always flirting, flirting. I think it's impolite.
He's forever sinning, sinning. This man does nothing right!
I don't know why I married him, he is an awful fright.
For thirty years I've known him, and I'm sure he can't do right.
He eats, he smokes, he drinks too much. You'd think he would get sick.
He's up from dusk 'till dawn, though I beat him with a stick.
I worry and I wonder, if I have missed my call.
With such a man as this, should I survive at all?
He curses like a sailor. He rips all of his clothes.
He always needs a tailor. When I wash I hold my nose.
(JONAS interrupts with)
It's hard to be divine all the time, all the time (2x)
I can't be so sublime, with two feet in the grime.
It's hard to be divine all the time.
It's hard to be a saint when I ain't, when I ain't (2x)
I wanna drop my taint but then I'm feelin' faint.
It's hard to be a saint when I ain't.
It's hard to be a sage any age, any age (2x)
When I am in a rage that blows right off the gauge
It's hard to be a sage any age.
Repeat first verse