you take a wrong turn
drop a ball
fall short
you labor in vain
yeah
you choke
miss the boat
bomb out
cave in
fall flat on your face
yeah
that's everyday life
but sometimes
you hit a good lick
the stars light up
your ship comes in
you make your mark
you catch a break
and you're sittin' on top
yeah
cream of the crop
you're the stuff
you set the bar
you beat the odds and there you are
spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn
but every now and then you burn
you go wild in style
chest out
chin up
you're king for a day
and then reality hits like a fist
hits you hard
steels your thunder away and when it beats you down
the wheel spins around
you hit a good lick
the stars light up
your ship comes in
you make your mark
you catch a break
and you're sittin' on top
yeah
cream of the crop
you're the stuff
you set the bar
you beat the odds and there you are
spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn
but every now and then you burn
you burn like a beacon
burn like a porch light
burn like a blue star
burn like a bonfire
burn like a flicker in a red hot flame
burn like a match in a deep dark cave
like a midnight mile-high blaze
you hit a good lick
the stars light up
your ship comes in
you make your mark
you catch a break
and you're sittin' on top
yeah
cream of the crop
you're the stuff
you set the bar
you beat the odds and there you are
spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn
but every now and then you burn
yeah
you burn
like a porch light
like a blue fire
you burn
burn
burn
burn