Another night in a successsion

Thinly glued with beer and wine

It's a precarious profession

Every day at work sees your heart on the line

Maybe I should have gone to business school

Or gained myself a respectable trade

Or stayed in childhood where the shade keeps you cool

Making my living selling lemonade

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But running through my veins

Are the words and the refrains

As if they were my lifeblood itself

And I can't stay alive on the food of 9 to 5

If my dreams were just old pictures on the shelf

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I remember the folks said give it a try

Or you'll never know who you might have been

And just remember, nothing is the end of the world

Until the world comes to an end

Still, there's a point to this philosophy

Of taking a look at who you are

Still sometimes all I have to help me see

Are all the mirrors behind the bar

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