On top of the world until the ride home

All night long I can't believe my luck

Then reality sets in, here comes work at 6 AM

Guess tomorrow's probably fucked

Yeah, tomorrow's probably fucked

Last night the show was so much fun

Passed out feeling inspired

This morning my head's killing me

And I just feel fucking tired

Is it worth it in the end?

Man, who really knows?

We're just dudes stuck in our 30s, still playing punk rock shows

I'm on top of the world until the ride home

All night long I can't believe my luck

Then reality sets in, here comes work at 6 AM

Guess tomorrow's probably fucked

Yeah, tomorrow's probably fucked

We're just adults with the audacity to try to make the most of it

To try and work toward something

That most people think is dumb bullshit

To try and feel accomplishment without making any money

To try and write a decent song that's cool and good and funny

Will we make something great? Man, who can really say?

We're just dudes stuck in our 30s trying to make it through the day

Is it worth it in the end?

Man, who really knows?

We're just dudes stuck in our 30s, still playing punk rock shows

On top of the world until the ride home

All night long I can't believe my luck

Then reality sets in, here comes work at 6 AM

Guess tomorrow's probably fucked