I wanna be strong, I wanna laugh along, I wanna belong to the living. Alive, alive, I wanna get up and jive, Wanna wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive.
Laughing and crying, you know it's the same release.
But now it's just another show, you leave em laughing when you go. And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.
They used to laugh at me when I refused to ride on all those double decker buses, all because there was no driver on the top.
We'll laugh and toast to nothing, and smash our empty glasses down.
Acid, booze, and ass, needles, guns, and grass, lots of laughs.