Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush
And a Monday morning cry
It's the tail that you keep chasing And it gets away every time
Another Zodiac's gone around
New Years Eve and it's hard to believe
And watched the ceiling spin from the ground
While you drank yourself high on hoping
Counting down from ten it's time To make your annual prayer
When will I get my share
Secret Santa in the sky Then you tell yourself
Cause you have to believe
This will be my year
What you want to hear Pound your fist and cross it off your list
But you know you're not that strong
When the man at the stop light catches you
Singing along to a brand new song
Well maybe it's
Trash or the overnight smash that brings a Ship crashing through your wall
One wheel in the ditch another
From a world getting way too small
So you can make your grand departure Spinning in the air
Put your pedal down to the floorboards but you're not Getting anywhere
What you want to hear
Cause you have to believe
Then you tell yourself
This will be my year.
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