‘Bout time to give up on the same old stuff I’m stuck on;
Just say that it went wrong and move it along.
Sayonara ‘til tomorrow.
It’s just how it goes sometimes.
You gotta keep on climbing the hill
‘Cause if you think you’ll make it you will.
Go swimming quick like a fish and every wish will be fulfilled.
Strike up and start the parade.
Cutting down the weeds keep slinging the blade.
And when they fire that warning shot
You’ll have a spot made in the shade.