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I donât want to wear a crash hat anywhere,
I wanna feel the wind in my hair.
I donât wanna wear a seatbelt,
And ah honey thatâs heartfelt.
Iâll take the hand that Iâm dealt,
As long as I was living.
I donât wanna be the boy in the bowl,
Donât wanna have to stay out of trouble.
I wanna learn the hard way,
I wanna find my own way.
And when I find it I can say,
Oh yeah, I was living.
Iâve got a good job, pays me well
But am I really working, I canât tell
Iâm looking at a board seat
So how come I feel a cheat
Iâm making ends meet
But is it a living?
I donât wanna have to ask who you are,
No, I canât see it in your car.
I canât see it in your uniform
A paper hat in a thunder storm
I just canât see you anymore
Oh, who are you kidding?