text: Book of love in front of me
  Tries to bite my chin
  Angel right behind my shoulder
  Waits to do me in
  I wish I had a heart
  To walk me like a dog —
  But lifes a sweet thing
  Going up in smoke
  Used to be a passenger
  Now they take me as their own
  Used to be a fisher-king
  But now my cross is gone
  I wish I had some faith
  But all I do is talk —
  And lifes a sweet thing
  Going up in smoke
  We could be engineers
  We could drive a coach
  Could be real New Age
  With positive approach
  I wish I still could laugh
  I wish it was a joke —
  But lifes a sweet thing
  But lifes a sweet thing
  Going up
  But lifes a sweet thing
  Going up in smoke