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written 2012    
    
spent a whole night driving drunk on life
with open hearts and open minds
you gunned that engine til the morning light

til I crashed in the back of that beat up car
parked in the back of some lowly farm
while you and your girl of the week
slept under the disappearing stars

til I awoke to the sound of the radio
on the hip of some cop tapping on my window
who asked if we were homeless, we said we don't know

so they shooed us away and said "take care now"
and we made our way back to my mother's house
and I slept alone save for a nasty case of morning mouth

and then I dreamt of a life I spent on the road
with nothing but some shoes and clothes
a liquored up version of what we know

til I came to in the afternoon
I scratched my head sat still and knew
to chase that life I dreamt I'd have to be a fool

cause although it's easy to be a big fish
in a puddle of a town
I'd like to think I've been learning how to swim
so when I leave here I don't drown

but all my friends have watched me flounder
splash off the face of the earth
but I know how they've all been there
thank god when they learn how to surf

so I went back to my friends that night
I shared my theories thrice revised
I caught a glimmer in their bloodshot eyes

and those two sure are hard nuts to crack
but I think that I hit them with the fact
that life around here really aint all bad

no life around here really ain't all bad
and if you go looking for a bad time
then it's probably what you'll have
cause life around here really ain't all bad