Trying To Live Up

I like a good thrill
I like the fast lane
Look under the hood, Bill
runs like an aeroplane

Feel like a phony
I repeat all your mantras
But what can you show me?
I look for the best that ever was

I've been standing by the side of the road
I watch 'em come, I watch 'em slip away
Lord knows I've got nothing to show
the world awaits, and this will be the day

Head to the Green Mill
cause Sunday's the real thing
Kick bass and mean trills
and that girl can sing

Might get a crew cut
the last on my block
And when the shoe drops
brace for the after shock

I've been standing by the side of the road
I watch 'em come, I watch 'em slip away
Lord knows I've got nothing to show
the world awaits, and this will be the day

I've lost the will
Another hole you couldn't fill
How long before
another one comes through your door?
And will this be the day?

Trying to live up
to what, I don't know
Too easy to give up
may be too hard to let go

But for the moment
I breathe in the sounds and sights
Tomorrow don't know it
but this could go all night