Some teacher once told me the world needs avid |
I ain't the brightest student in class, you see |
I was looking kind of lost with, my goals unplanned |
In the shape of an "F" on my transcript |
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming |
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running |
Didn't make sense not to live for fun |
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb |
So much to do, so much to see |
So what's wrong with taking the back streets? |
You'll never know if you don't go |
You'll never shine if you don't glow |
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play |
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid |
And all that glitters is gold |
Only shooting stars break the mold |
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder |
You're bundled up now, wait till you get older |
But the meteor men beg to differ |
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture |
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin |
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim |
My world's on fire, how about yours? |
That's the way I like it and I never get bored |
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play |
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid |
All that glitters is gold |
Only shooting stars break the mold |
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play |
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show, on get paid |
And all that glitters is gold |
Only shooting stars |
Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas? |
I need to get myself away from this place |
I said yep what a concept |
I could use a little fuel myself |
And we could all use a little change |
Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming |
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running |
Didn't make sense not to live for fun |
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb |
So much to do, so much to see |
So what's wrong with taking the back streets? |
You'll never know if you don't go (go!) |
You'll never shine if you don't glow |
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play |
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid |
And all that glitters is gold |
Only shooting stars break the mold |
And all that glitters is gold |
Only shooting stars break the mold |
Written by Erick
Submitted on: April 25, 2024
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