A Simple Life - Pauline Taylor

You said that life was hard enough as it is

From the time we open our eyes

It’s a dangerous sport

And we figured it was all about sex and death

Sat there bigging up ourselves and feeling smug

Notices the creases and the cracks in the plan

How the surest of the surest can slip through our hands

Now we can’t afford to think about it any longer

Need some water and some bed rest for a hangover cure

And I want it easy on the senses

We want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

Easy on the senses

We want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

There’s so much that I don’t know and I never will

Sometimes to learn something

You have to lose something else

But I know every inch of your skin

The dimples, the aches, the pains, and the sins

You said I run from confrontation

Don’t want to face my demons

They might give me what for

I’m sure that I’m not different

From anyone else

I want love and understanding

And a place to grow old

And I want it easy on the senses

We want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

Easy on the senses

We want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

All of the answers are probably in you and me

But all I want right now is hours of T.V.

And on Saturdays I only want to dance

And squeeze out every Sunday to the last

I’m sure that I’m not different from anyone else

I want love and understanding

And a place to grow old

And I want it easy on the senses

We want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

Easy on the senses

I want it easy on the eye

Easy to be questioned

Easy to reply

I want it easy