Easy breezy steel-drum rhythms
Start days the days you like to live
Every day that starts with the rock you love
Is hard to live so hard to have more to give.
I wonder with the screaming guitar at dawn
Would I make it through like this
Would I ever be more than just a little pawn
And with the double base kicking can you even find bliss?
Bring me the steel-pan and the good-time boys
Bring me my margarita and my fries.
I’ll have my burger for breakfast now
And I will gaze into imagined friendly skies.