Tired Of Trying, Bored With Lying, Scared Of Dying

(album: Pretty Flamingo - 1966)

All you who try to order me and say what I do
I know you want the world to be exactly like you
But why bother, what's the use in it to try
You know I'm tired of trying
Bored with lying and scared of dying

You talk of mods and rockers, and street corner fights
And make you say they're destined wearing weapons all night
So why bother, what's the use in it to try
You know I'm tired of trying
Bored with lying and scared of dying

The fascists horrify you, they're a sin and a shame
Discrimination, immigration and what's in a name
And why bother, what's the use in it to try
God, you know I'm tired of trying
Bored with lying and scared of dying

You cry about the teenagers for breaking your rules
It don't look good to you, you never built enough schools
And why bother, man, what's the use in it to try
You know I'm tired of trying
Bored with lying and scared of dying

What do you want me to do?
Am I expected to grow up into something like you?
Now, what the hell do you want me to do, eh, eh?
But why bother, what's the use in it to try
But you know I'm tired of trying
Bored with lying and scared of dying

Why won't you tell me, why bother
(You know I'm tired of trying)
Why bother
(You know I'm bored with lying)
Hey tell me why bother
(You know I'm scared of dying)
Why do I have to keep on trying
(You know I'm tired of trying)
Don't you know that I'm tired
(You know I'm bored with lying)
So tired, yeah, I'm scared I'm bored
(You know I'm scared of dying)
I'm sorry tell me tell me
Why bother