who wants to buy my life i put it on a rent i know no one does because my life is devil-sent i am so unlucky no luckier than that street doggy i have no aim yes, i am just like a lurking doggy people say i have no brain i doubt it i dont know what's ahead my future all i deserve is a butcher a butcher that can sluaghter me i am lonely no one ever calls me dear or honey i feel like the lonliest i have nothing called "best" so try to get the best of me you will never succeed now that the grasses are green i am still cold and dark now that the sky is blue and sun is yellow i am still a sad fellow oh please god take me away far far away i hate my life i wanna kill myself i am burden an ugly hen