I've been to hell on a sunny day, followed the dogs in the rain

Bumped into Jesus on the boulevard asking the beggars for change

I said, Hey Messiah, you got a minute, I need to speak with you

He goes, "Not now son, I just gotta' run. Too many pressing, more important things to do

And I said, Oh no, no, not again, right here in my own backyard

Oh and Dorothy's been asking why is life so hard

And I don't know what to tell her

I've been to heaven maybe once or twice, but I don't remember a thing

Cute strangers talking 'bout some kind of Paradise

Guess I was drunk and kind of fell out of my wings

And now the wall goes up and the gate comes down, nobody's letting me in

All this pressure to be beautiful

My tabernacle's having trouble getting thin

And it's like no, no, lets's pretend there's nothing left to discard

And Dorothy's been asking me why is life so hard

Dorothy's been asking why is life so hard

Maybe it's the time you take

To get back on your feet from your big mistake

'Cause the world goes on, it just don't wait for you

I don't know what keeps me down. I turn my head but it just turns around

And I don't feel bad, I just don't want anybody laughing at me

Do you know what I mean? I bet you do

Came back down to earth the other day, I didn't like what I saw

So I got back in my rocket ship. I put the peddle to the floor

And it's like oh, no, no, not again, right back down that boulevard

And Dorothy's been asking me why is life so hard

Dorothy's been asking me why is life so hard

Dorothy's been asking me why is life so hard