Charles Aznavour - Pretty Shitty Days lyrics
[Charles Aznavour - Pretty Shitty Days lyrics]
Those were the days, hungry
Days, needing more, having less
I learned the game, wanting fame, and success
I left behind, as I climbed
As I raced against time
My old pals, my sweet gals
And my pretty shitty days
Those early years, selfish years, full of me
Full of schemes
A foolish mind, running blind, chasing dreams
The bridges burned, bridges crossed
Were the way that I lost
My old pals, my sweet gals
And my pretty shitty days
Crazy times I shared with all my pals
Burning love I made with all my gals
And the shitty days I now recall
Never could have been really so heavy at all
I'm very proud, proud of myself
Hah, and why not, why not, I've done well
Got my health, my wealth, what the hell
Known by all, life is bliss
But inside I still miss
My pals, my gals, my pretty shitty days
All the careless days of fooling 'round
Weighing up the balance I have found
That those shitty days I now recall
Never could have been really so heavy at all
Those were the days, crazy days, crazy ways
Gay parade
The times we crashed, getting smashed
Getting laid
We had the steam, had a ball, had a dream
Had it all my old pals, my sweet gals
And those pretty shitty days
Oh yes, ah yes, I remember
It was absolutely marvelous
Fantastic, with my, my pals
My beautiful gals
And those pretty shitty days
Days, needing more, having less
I learned the game, wanting fame, and success
I left behind, as I climbed
As I raced against time
My old pals, my sweet gals
And my pretty shitty days
Those early years, selfish years, full of me
Full of schemes
A foolish mind, running blind, chasing dreams
The bridges burned, bridges crossed
Were the way that I lost
My old pals, my sweet gals
And my pretty shitty days
Crazy times I shared with all my pals
Burning love I made with all my gals
And the shitty days I now recall
Never could have been really so heavy at all
I'm very proud, proud of myself
Hah, and why not, why not, I've done well
Got my health, my wealth, what the hell
Known by all, life is bliss
But inside I still miss
My pals, my gals, my pretty shitty days
All the careless days of fooling 'round
Weighing up the balance I have found
That those shitty days I now recall
Never could have been really so heavy at all
Those were the days, crazy days, crazy ways
Gay parade
The times we crashed, getting smashed
Getting laid
We had the steam, had a ball, had a dream
Had it all my old pals, my sweet gals
And those pretty shitty days
Oh yes, ah yes, I remember
It was absolutely marvelous
Fantastic, with my, my pals
My beautiful gals
And those pretty shitty days