The worst things in life come freee to us.

And they scream:
The worst things in life come free to us 
Cos we're just under the upperhand 
And go mad for a couple of grams 
And she don't want to go outside tonight 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland 
Or sells love to another man 
It's too cold outside 
For angels to fly 
Angels to fly