Dead girl, got her face up to the sky now Sunk on the street, curb, it's a bad town There's new things to cry about every day This is the city of a million pints and pain Grim reaper finally arrives Guess there always is an end to amusement rides I heard a line in a movie last night go No-one wants to hear your misery, they got their own Misery, misery, misery, misery Misery, misery, misery, misery A live girl on a bike riding 51 She never saw the truck coming, it's a cruel town But somebody's gotta die every day, right Peace time calls for a human sacrifice Night comes, there's light in the trees Guess there always is a moon no matter who's deceased I made a note to myself on my telephone No-one wants to hear your misery, they got their own (No-one wants to hear your misery They've got their own) Misery, misery, misery, misery Misery, misery, misery, misery