Some things come easy And some things come tough I don't believe in fate But I do believe in luck Some people get queasy Others get crossed Trying to be best, damn, friends With their devil and their God I been feeling greedy I'm living in a cold, cold box I'm in a fight of life and death With the hands on the clock And I'm just fucking off Yeah, some things come quick Another come slow Some people work their whole damn life And they ain't got a thing to show Another day of work Another day of play I'm scared to die I wouldn't have it any other way Some things come easy And somethings come tough I don't believe in fate But I do believe in luck Some people get greedy Some people carry their cross Me, I'm in a fight of life and death With the sneaky little hands on the clock Yeah, the sneaky hands on the clock It don't stop Yeah, the sneaky hands on the clock It don't stop And their sneaking, yeah It don't stop It don't stop It don't stop