you`ve got your own thing
but it`s not happening
you`ve got your own place
but that`s not where it`s at
it`s not happening
that`s not where it`s at
you`re like a race car
with all the tires flat
you look like a million bucks
but where can you go like that
like a million bucks
all the tires flat
(we all want to get to heaven
but we don`t want to die)
