Failed Careers (Acoustic)

Didn't make it as a scholar momma

Couldn't hack it as a jazz man poppa

If you could see how far from liberation I remain

My brother I'd be so ashamed

I didn't flip the dope like Sammy

Couldn't hack it with the six gun Danny

I think you've got a heart that's true and born to die

As for me I like to be in bed by nine

'Cause you only live once

Well I don't know about that

But I'll only get one shot at this one

Whatever I've done

I can't take it back

So I'll try and keep it up front

Didn't make it in the High School band

Couldn't cut it as a song and dance man

They thought I'd be a dish pit prodigy

But I spent my shifts yapping about my philosophy

The wrong half of a brooding writer

A street sweeper not a real street fighter

I used to hit the road no rider

Roll to the gigs on my Radio Flier

'Cause you only live once

Well I don't know about that

But I'll only get one shot at this one

Whatever I've done

I can't take it back

So I'll try and keep it up front