The sideways man

walks on his hands

can't keep from dragging his feet

and when he tries

I try

They twist his arms

to get a headstart

Tycoons love hitting

the jackpot

To get back what they've lost

he'd have to raise the bar



The desert heat left us all in the dark

buried the sun so I carried the torch

Head over heels with eyes on the prize

I settled for less and its more than enough

just say when



Truth be told

I'd rather be sold

than juggle stepping stones

But when he tries

I try



They all take part

to get a headstart

Big whigs love hiting the jackpot

taking all the cheapshots

the referee was wrong



The way they left us all in the dark

They buried the sun so i carried the torch

The way they left ours eyes on the prize

I've settled for less and its more than enough

Just say when