He's played his cards
A jacket over his shoulder
And a headful of these crooked ideas
He carries around a strong urge to fly
A little push and a shove could suffice
So the drive
The need
The means to be free
Lead his mind to insanity
Whether or not he believes he can
He was born without a second chance
But we know you
You're here to lose!
WooHoo
Sit back
Put your feet up
Put that big fat grin on
Oh it looks like you've lost your cool
Sit back
Put your feet up
Put that big fat grin on
Oh it looks like you've lost your cool
Look at him stroll along
All alone
With nothing but a broken soul
An endless journey all the way to the top
I mean, your only born with one shot
At the end of the day
It's all up to you
Just don't bite off more than you can chew
You might just end up with a grin on your face
And a game you clearly lost
But we know you
You're here to lose!
WooHoo
Sit back
Put your feet up
Put that big fat grin on
Oh it looks like you've lost your cool
Sit back
Put your feet up
Put that big fat grin on
Oh it looks like you've lost your cool
WooHoo
Sit back
Put your feet up
Put that big fat grin on
Oh it looks like you've lost your cool
