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House Of Pain

Genres: Rock

What It's Like Lyrics - House Of Pain

We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change 

The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange 

He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes 

"Get a job, you fucking slob," is all he replies 

God forbid, you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes 

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues 

 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

 

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love 

He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll 

I'm the man you've been dreaming of" 

But 3 months later, he say he won't date her or return her calls 

And she swear, "Goddamn, if I find that man, I'm cuttin' off his balls" 

 

And then she heads for the clinic 

And she gets some static walking through the door 

They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner 

And they call her a whore 

God forbid, you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes 

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose 

 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

 

I've seen a rich man beg, I've seen a good man sin 

I've seen a tough man cry, I've seen a loser win 

And a sad man grin, I heard an honest man lie 

I've seen the good side of bad and the downside of up 

And everything between 

 

I licked the silver spoon, drank from the golden cup 

And smoked the finest green 

I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times 

Before I broke their heart 

You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start 

 

I knew this kid named Max 

Who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs 

He liked to hang out late 

He liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs 

 

Until late one night, there was a big old fight and Max lost his head 

He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead 

Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain 

You know it comes that way 

At least that's what they say when you play the game 

God forbid, you ever had to wake up to hear the news 

'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose 

 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like 

Then you really might know what it's like to have to lose 

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