From the recording Avario

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Lyrics

What kind of joke is this
What are ya trying to pull
Don't you know it ain't funny
To mess with people's heads
Oh no

Knew a man who wandered the streets
Far from home all this life
Each new place put him back on his seat
Every day was a fight
Thought he found a place he could stay
With some friends he had lost
They took his cash and went on their way
A helping hand free of cost
He said

What kind of joke is this
What are ya trying to pull
Don't you know it ain't funny
To mess with people's heads
Oh no

Knew a gal who was down on her luck
Scraping by check to check
She'd get out but then she'd get stuck
The world spat down her neck
She lived in some crummy old place
It was always so bleak
A wrong step, a floorboard to the face
Then the roof starts to leak
She said

What kind of joke is this
What are ya trying to pull
Don't you know it ain't funny
To mess with people's heads
Oh no

Know a guy, a musician of sorts
Never did like him much
Hair's too long, plays way too loud
I know he's far outta touch
Stays up singing in the middle of the night
Never gives it a rest
Now the poor fools playing to you
Is that really his best
What a sec

What kind of joke is this
What are ya trying to pull
Don't you know it ain't funny
To mess with people's heads

Life's a drag
So you crack out a smile or joke or laugh
But you can only do so much you know
Till it hits you right in the back
Back to the place that gets you so low
You wanna break down and cry
Please realized its all just a gag
And it seems, that we're all the punch line
We sing

What kind of joke is this
What are ya trying to pull
Don't you know it ain't funny
To mess with people's heads
Oh no