You take a wrong turn, drop a ball, fall short, you labor in vain You choke, miss the boat, bomb out, cave in, fall flat on your face Yeah that's everyday life But sometimes You hit a good lick, the stars light up Your ship comes in, you make your mark You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top Yeah, cream of the crop! You're the stuff, you set the bar You beat the odds and there you are Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn But every now and then you burn You go wild in style, chest out chin up, you're king for a day And then reality hits like a fist, hits you hard, steels your thunder away And when it beats you down The wheel spins around You hit a good lick, the stars light up Your ship comes in, you make your mark You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top Yeah, cream of the crop! You're the stuff, you set the bar You beat the odds and there you are Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn But every now and then you burn You burn like a beacon Burn like a porch light Burn like a blue star Burn like a bon fire Burn like a flicker in a red hot flame Burn like a match in a deep dark cave Like a midnight mile-high blaze You hit a good lick, the stars light up Your ship comes in, you make your mark You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top Yeah, cream of the crop! You're the stuff, you set the bar You beat the odds and there you are Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn But every now and then you burn Yeah you burn. Like a porch light Like a blue fire You burn, burn, burn, burn.