[Verse 1]
Book of love in front of me
Tries to bite my chin
Angel right behind my shoulder
Waits to do me in
I wish I had a heart
To walk me like a dog —
But life's a sweet thing
Going up in smoke

[Verse 2]
Used to be a passenger
Now they take me as their own
Used to be a fisher-king
But now my cross is gone
I wish I had some faith
But all I do is talk —
And life's a sweet thing
Going up in smoke

[Verse 3]
We could be engineers
We could drive a coach
Could be real New Age
With positive approach
I wish I still could laugh
I wish it was a joke —
But life's a sweet thing
But life's a sweet thing
Going up
But life's a sweet thing
Going up in smoke