Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Todd Snider
Little out of place, little out of tune
Sorta lost in space, racin' that moon
Climbin' the walls of a hurricane
Still overall I can't complain
All I wanted was one chance to let freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit, tags and everythin'
I never made it through their red tape, I got this paper hat
I got a job workin' weekdays, you want fries with that
I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain
It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can't complain
I was talkin' with my girlfriend, I told her I was stressed
I said I'm goin' off the deep end, she said : 'God, give it a rest'
We're all waitin' in the dugout wishin' we could pitch
How you gonna throw a shutout if all you do is bitch
I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain
It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can't complain
Now I got a brand new dance, I need one more shot
I just need one last chance, you know I won't get caught
I wanna make my last stand, this time I can't be bought
Then again on the other hand, how much have you got ?
I got nothin' to lose, nothin' to gain
It's like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can't complain
Little out of place, little out of tune
Sorta lost in space, racin' the moon
Climbin' the walls of this hurricane
Still overall I guess I can't complain
Still overall I guess I can't complain
………………, I can't complain