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
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.