They're so many things to buy
Your head turns like a dollar sign when you walk into a mall
You fell right down into the Gap.
And no one's seen you, you ain't coming back,
You ain't coming back at all.
You're a straight-on chaser with a rubber wrist
You grab everything you can
You're a straight-on chaser and I can't say I blame you
But I'm a man of means by no means
I think I've got your number but you want the right size
That ambition looks good on you all right,
But it's tight around the neck.
Hope your clothes they match your frown.
I can take it, c'mon. You can front on this clown.
'cause that's what I expect.
Don't need the telling but I've been told
Nothing I touch turns to gold,
But the silver lining's mine.
I got your point, it's so dull
Tell me something new and make it useful
'cause I ain't got no time.
See I, I've got some friends
See next to the end
And they say I'm a, I'm a hopeless case
And they say that I'm clueless, lost and confused
I don't even have a little bit of a lucky thing?
But I got my hopes and I got my dreams
And I'm gonna make it someday
They say, "hey man, you can't even keep a steady job and the economy is bad anyway.
Oh yeah you're broke and you're slowly … and your girlfriend's pregnant, you can't do,
What are you gonna do? what are you gonna do?"
But I got my hopes and I got my dreams
And I'm gonna make it someday
So if you're out there listening
And you're friends all tell you the same
Tell them "hey look man, I ain't alone.
See there's this guy in this shitty new rock band,
He's a deadbeat too, don't you know?"
But I got my hopes, yeah I got my dreams
Yeah I'm gonna make it someday
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