my gaurdian angel wears a hard hat

said the boy with the microphone

else, I wouldn't be standing here today

ever since I was a young a boy

I couldn't leave well enough alone

always trouble standing in my way


up, down, anywhere but in the middle

off the wagon, under the wheel again

all or nothing - never could do just a little

never could leave it alone


hard living be the death of me

lead me to an early grave

to die in the saddle must be my destiny

but to ride this rocking horse I must be crazed


good clean fun is just my imagination

down and dirty that's the way the game is played

this hard life has caused me aggravation

never could leave it alone


got to ride that rocking horse


can't leave it alone

got to ride that rocking horse