I'm gonna settle into the middle of the road
Cock a lazy eye and watch
The rocked-out world go by
Cos I don't want it anymore
Don't want my poster on the back
Of some teenage girl's bedroom door
I thought I knew but now I'm sure
Tha tall the world is built on show
And every promise is a lie you know
What would have Jon Bon Jovi said?
He'd say "Let's leave all of this for dead
We'll strum acoustics on the porch
I'll still be campfire king, of course"
And saddle up the old steel horse
Slippery and wet we'll ride
The stages of the world denied
The one true hero of the age
Hairy chest and gold brocades
The Superman tattoo still aches
Whenever weather turns to rain
Hey do you want in
'Cos we're selling everything
We're selling out
Give me strength to go down slow
And take my empty dreams in tow
They came to nothing yeah I know
Entropy is time's arrow
It points the way we have to go
Surrender to a greater force
I will still be campfire king, of course
And all these songs of bitterness
Can float off through the wilderness
And up over the Great Divide
The Man from Snowy River rides
With some top 10 song in his head
He can't forget the words they said
"Oh yeah baby my dick hangs low
I'll love you forever, you know"
The Colt from Old Regret is too slow
No chart action, no radio