Get back on your board, or your horse, or your lover
What makes you happy, what doesn't hurt others
Take all your mistakes, set them up on a shelf
We're out to the bar, cause it don't drink itself
Lights will burn out, masses will shout
All dashes of madness, the dark side devout
Upside down here, right side in there
Somewhere beyond where it ends and begins
And readings of death, it comes on too soon
The serious and reckless questions of being true
Someone's pulling the strings and I wanna know who
And I wanna know all, and I wanna know you
And I wanna know God, and I wanna be new
And I wanna, wanna, wanna
But it all don't come true
Some things you do, some things you try
Some things are nothing, sometimes you're right
Impressing his elders, with his pencil thin mentals
You see, you'd be hired if you only had credentials
Welcome to my guitar solo