Laid back with a glass in my hand,
in demand hear the plan while my stereo is bumping
Hypnotized by the spirits and gin, I found a scoundrel within,
and the partys still jumping.
Make it last, liquor blasted trashed and, I gotta ask if I can, do you know?
Moving fast like I'm dancing, prancing. Every other way, every day, it's a freak show.
Coming home from the grind do you has that?
Coming back to my mind like a flash back.
Recognize, it's cool like the rat pack. Living on the fast track but will I get the last laugh?
There I go, here I come once again. Eyes wide open, until the very end.
Here I am my man, let the show begin. This is a party for the people and all of my friends.
Let the party in and let your demons out. If you're afraid of danger, well then you can go without.
We only get, we only get one try and it won't be any fun if all you do is survive.
Growing cold as the fire, it dies. It's all coming back up, well that's not a surprise.
On the couch because your knees are weak. You tried to conquer slopes that were far too steep.....
and now you're falling asleep.