THE WAY THINGS ARE

You better be careful those holes in your head ‘ll be collectin’ trash

You’re first through the door, you’re first in line but you’re someone’s last laugh

You’re ignorin’ the hands held out Maybe you’re too proud to feel doubt

You better make sure ‘fore you open your mouth

You always walk to the edge ‘fore you speak your mind and then ya jump in

Travelin’ light never carryin’ the lessons from the places you’ve been

You’ve got your head in the clouds

You better start comin’ around

When you stop goin’ up then you start comin’ down

You looked in the mirror too long

Just whose face you got on?

You’ll never get too far ‘til you see the way things are

You better pick up your feet ‘fore you know it you’ll be trippin’ again

Wastin’ time settin’ the world on its ear tryin’ to get the right spin

‘fore you miss your next second chance

Take a look and say that you can’t

By the time you get the nerve it’s too late to dance

Words and music by David Bell and Jule Medders