Burning At Both Ends

BURNING AT BOTH ENDS - Written by Carroll Bryant 

I can't stand this mess 

I wish I could get out of here 

It's growing old 

I won't stand for less 

Than to be a millionaire 

With my pot of gold 

Working nine to five might be good to survive 

But I want to enjoy my life 

So I'll be working real hard to get the credit cards 

In so that I can enjoy it right 

 

I can't stand this mess

I wish I could get out of here 

I'm growing old

I won't stand for less

Than to live without fear

And enjoy my pot of gold

Punching in and out isn't what it's all about

All I want is to enjoy my life

So I'll be working real hard to tear this city apart

In so that I can enjoy it right

I feel like I'm burning at both ends

In a place full of strangers there is no friend 

This city isn't everything it appears to be 

I got a million kinds of hope inside a million kind of dreams

A pocketful of nothing and I don't care

I'm gonna own this city so you best beware 

And when I find the right girl we will escape 

In my own private jet flying to our special place 

I'm gonna leave this shit all behind 

Gotta use these streets with a clever mind

There is nobody who will give it for free

And if there is then I know they won't give it to me 

So watch my smoke and count my speed

And if you get in my way then I'll make you bleed

Because I'm crazy

I'm a desperate young man

I got a lock stock ticket and a fool proof plan

And I'm outta here 

Punching in with a clock has really gotta stop

It's time to enjoy the ride

Get out from this hell and this gutter grease smell

It's time to enjoy my life

Working nine to five only gets you by

I don't want to just survive 

I want to get it right 

And now is the time 

..... I'm outta here ...