Life, me, what it's cracked up to be,
Can my friends all wish me dead,
Maybe then they'll all agree,
That the flowers improve me - 
Pink and purple, yellow and red,
Pink and purple, yellow and red
At my head.
Wish me dead!
My life is wasted,
The [bad word] I have tasted
Have turned sour and then let me down.
My girl has left me, the bad down upset me,
I'll keep both my feet on the ground.
Now, though the whiskey bottles low,
On my face there is a smile.
Show them something gonna blow,
In my head I see
The pink and purple, yellow and red
Round my head,
It's gonna blow.
Tell me, I'm dreaming,
I look at the ceiling,
As I lie alone on my bed.
These what I meant to,
The rooms full of laughter
And pink and purple, yellow and red.