This could be suffering   This could be pleasure   I'm unaware of any difference      My head is agin'   My balls are achin'   But I'm not lookin' for deliverance      This could be letting on   This could be highly cut   I'm unaware of any difference      One says, "It can't be done"   Then somebody does it but   I'm not lookin' for equivalents      I just don't quite know how to wear my hair no more   No sooner cut it than they cut it even more   Got to admit that I created private worlds   Cold, sex and booze don't impress my little girls      Daily records   Just want to be making daily records   Try to avoid the bad news in the letters   Just wanna be makin' records   Play in, play out, fade in, fade out   Making records day in, day out      And they say, "It's just a stage in life"   But I know by now the problem is a stage   And they say, "Just take your time and it'll go away"   But I know by now I know I'll never, never change      I could be losin' you   I could be comin' through   I'm unaware of any difference      You still support me now   You love me anyhow   And I am still under your influence      We've had some years of hate   But now we're in the eights   I'm unaware of any difference      I need you even more   My money keeps me poor   I'm still amazed at your omnipotence      I look at baggy suits and leather capped with puke   I look at Richmond married couples denim look   I watch my kids grow up and ridicule the bunch   But when you are in bed with the whole world's out to lunch      Daily records   Just wanna keep making daily records   I can't exist no more in chains and fetters   Just wanna keep makin' records   Play in, play out, fade in, fade out   Making records day in, day out      Just wanna be makin' daily records