Don't be afraid, just knock on the door, Then a voice from above said- Horace wimp,this is your life, Go out and find yourself a wife, Make a stand and be a man, Well he just stood there mumblin and fumblin' Late again today, he'd be in trouble though

If you want a taste of my life My life my life No pain no gain na na na na You already know the score, been down this road before Gotta hold your breath gotta take it now Nothing good comes easy Gotta go hard believe me Gotta risk it all Gotta roll the

Holding on for life You and me just Giving up the fight Running towards the light Hoping we survive Strangers in the night Waiting to ignite If you wanted love like this Blowing up with every kiss

The sun does shine I can't wait one minute more We can't wait one minute more The sun will shine Don't wait for an invitation No need for reservation This life is an exploration And you gotta see what I see in you Just think of the destination

Enter into a circle of light, engraved in flesh stare in my eyes, I will not bow down, the only truth pulling words form my lips Tearing me within this life will Remain a mystery to you until the day you pass away Speak lies spilling from your lips as

I wanna do something that matters Say something different Something that sets the whole world on it's ear I wanna do somethin' better, with the time I've been given And I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life And leave nothin' less that something

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool Now, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life (yeah, yeah,

There is more to life than this We are more than just this flesh We are alive and our time has come For a new awakening I'd rather burn out than fade away I will not live in fear Run the race that will lead to nowhere fast Trapped in the haze of this

And why should I spend time running for my life? And when the skies are open, we'll still be singing this I know they're coming for me, we're not the pitchfork kids Ooh, ooh, it's the loneliest life that we live Ooh, ooh, we're not running with the

These four walls of Farnworth Are closin' in on me \"Get me out of here\" I see the preacher's eyes As my daughter cries For livin' my life this way Tonight I ride the lightning To my final restin' place My final meal's over