You need just a little shot in the arm
To feel like tripping heavy and high
Your soul exerts itself to let out anf fly
Sometimes you wish you bought the farm
Who was that guy who gave you wings?
Did you profit from the sweetheart deal?
When are you gonna stop sitting still?
Maybe not until the fat lady sings
Have you ever thought of jumping straight?
Aren't you scared of being in jail?
Not tired of telling the new fish tale?
Do you really love to hurry up and wait?
There's something behind your untold story
And your life is driving me around the bend
It's not too late for you to be on the mend
Coz one more whiz-bang can send you to glory
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem