The DiseaseMy life’s the diseaseThat could always changeWith comparative easeJust given the chanceMy life is the earth’Twixt muscle and spadeI wait for the worthDigging for just one chanceAs prospects diminishAs nightmares swellSome pray for heavenWhile we live in hellMy life’s the diseaseMy life’s the diseaseIf you get yours from heavenDon’t waste themIf you get yours from heavenDon’t waste themIf you get yours from heaven