Just As Well

Ready, Bruce?
Let's do it

Well, here comes one from the depths of my skin
Itchin' for an accidental point to begin
The power of inertia, yeah, just bustin' to get out
To raise myself up in the corners of your mouth
There ain't no lines on the road to Hell
It's not much further, as far as I can tell
Well, a shot from a cannon, yeah, this is where I fell
And I guess that's just as well

Yeah, lost in Pig Heaven now let me check the map
I'm told it's a pretty good problem to have
Well, that's a good question comin' to a cross
Well, who the hell died and made me boss?
There ain't no lines on the road to Hell
It's not much further, as far as I can tell
Well, it doesn't really fester so much as it swells
And I guess that's just as well

For the love of Pete, what are you gettin' at?
Well, it's gonna get infected, you keep pickin' it like that

Well, my poor boots are on their last legs
Pretty soon I'll be walkin' on pegs
I'll know right away when we're in the right place
'Cause I'll see it tense up the muscles of your face
There ain't no lines on the road to Hell
It's not that dark as far as I can tell
Well, he didn't really push me, I kind of just fell
And I guess that's just as well
It's just as well

Just as well



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Writer(s): Robert Gordon Sinclair, Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Joseph Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay
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