From the Album:
* To the hilt
You wann try â wanna fly
Right through the needles eye
Wanna be chilled â wanna be thrilled
Press your luck right to the hilt
Hey boy â quit that stare
Get out â a â grandpaâs rockinâ chair
How about raisinâ hell â lets see if we
Outdo ourselves.
One day youâll be tied and gagged
Your head upon the railroad track
The railâs humminâ â thereâs a train-a-cominâ
Iâm sure your last thoughtâs full of regret
Before the wheels roll across your neck
Why didnât I do this?
How come I didnât do that?
I could be out there â paintinâ towns red
Sweat
Maybe Iâll wake up in bed
No boy! This is it⌠You shouldâve used
A bit more wit.
Get out there ân dig in deep
Stay wide awake when youâre asleep
Who wants to compromise â when every
Second hour flies
Set the time on half past tilt
For making love right to the hilt
One day youâll be buried
Up to your elbows in the sand.
And thereâs honey glowinâ
Down your cheeks itâs flowing
Youâll find some time to reflect
Before the ants are crawling over your head
Why didnât I do this?!
How come I didnât do that âŚ
Is this a dream thatâs gone bad?
Maybe Iâll just wake up in bed âŚ
To the hilt â is that what you said????
