Tekster: Fair To Midland. (When The Bough Breaks) Say When.

The sideways man
walks on his hands
can't keep from dragging his feet
and when he tries
I try
They twist his arms
to get a headstart
Tycoons love hitting
the jackpot
To get back what they've lost
he'd have to raise the bar

The desert heat left us all in the dark
buried the sun so I carried the torch
Head over heels with eyes on the prize
I settled for less and its more than enough
just say when

Truth be told
I'd rather be sold
than juggle stepping stones
But when he tries
I try

They all take part
to get a headstart
Big whigs love hiting the jackpot
taking all the cheapshots
the referee was wrong

The way they left us all in the dark
They buried the sun so i carried the torch
The way they left ours eyes on the prize
I've settled for less and its more than enough
Just say when