Good To Be

Maybe I'm not some chosen one

But damn it, I'm my father's son

And that's something I'm pretty proud to be

The colder days have drawn their guns

The warmer days are on the run

And I hate that I'm stuck right in between

I'll turn my grey skies blue

Just trying to be like you

Goin' top down in that old Mercedes

Music loud, go ahead and hate me

Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime

Find ways to cut the fat

Hot coffee and a Trident pack

Damn it, it's so good to be alive

Heroes come to save a mess

You sewed the holes inside my chest

And found a way to soak up all the stains

Got all my anger bottled up

A drop away to fill that cup

But any more and I might go insane

Oh, I'll turn my grey skies blue

Just trying to be like you

Goin' top down in that old Mercedes

Music loud, go ahead and hate me

Spare the nickel, I'll just keep the dime

Find ways to cut the fat

Hot coffee and a Trident pack

Damn it, it's so good to be alive

Damn it, it's so good to be alive (Hey!)