I'm broke but I'm happy, I'm poor but I'm kind, I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah, I'm high but Im grounded, I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed, I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby. What il all comes down to is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving a high five. I fell drunk but I'm sober, I'm young but I'm underpaid, I'm tired but I'm working, yeah, I care but I'm restless, I'm here but I'm really gone, I 'm wrong and I'm sorry baby. What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is flicking a cigarette. What it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving the peace sign. I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise, I'm hard but I'm friendly baby, I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken shit, I'm sick but I'm pretty baby. What it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is playing the guitare. What it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine, fine, fine. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is hailing a taxi cab.
A.M.