You say some mornings when you wake up You just cannot to go on anymore You say some mornings when you wake up Life seems to be a pimp and you are his whore. You lack courage. I have enough for two, enough for me, enough for you. I have enough to see you through. I have enough you'll see, enough for you, enough for me. I have enough to set you free. I have the key. So maybe you'll go on a hunger strike Just like Bobby Sands, Or maybe you'll wrap your lips around an air conditioner And inhale freon emissions and asbestos strands. You lack courage. I have enough for some, enough for all, enough for one. I have enough to get things done.