Tekster: Todd Snider. Can't Complain.

A little out of place, a little out of tune
Sorta lost in space, racin' the moon
Climbin' the walls of this hurricane
Still overall I can?t complain

All I wanted was one chance
To let freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit
Tags and everythin'

I never made it through their red tape
I got this paper hat
I got a job workin' weekdays
You want fries with that

I got nothin' to lose, I got nothin' to gain
It?s like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can?t complain

I was talkin' with my girlfriend
I told her I was stressed
I said I'm goin' off the deep end
She said give it a rest

We?re all waitin' in the dugout
Wishin' we could pitch
How you gonna throw a shutout
If all you do is bitch

I got nothin' to lose, 'cause there is nothin' to gain
It?s like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can?t complain

So now I got a brand new dance
I need one more shot
I just need one last chance
I know I won?t get caught

I gotta make my last stand
This time I can?t be bought
But then again on the other hand
How much have you got

I got nothin' to lose, I got nothin' to gain
It?s like a one way ticket to cruise in that passin' lane
I can?t complain

A little out of place, a little out of tune
Sorta lost in space, racin' the moon
Climbin' the walls of this hurricane
Still overall I guess I can?t complain
I can't complain, no I can't complain