Mine

Put on your suit take a look the mirror
Tip the man in the elevator
Beautiful day no fear for the future
Late for the meeting
They won't start without you

You got a taste for the finer things
Won't get caught with a diamond ring
World's handcuffed to your deep pocket
Fly away from it all in your little rocket

Don't shake the boys hand you're the boss
Can't remember his name he gets your coffee

Don't know your heart
But I don't mind
You'll get yours
I'll get mine

Tell my secrets to the moon
Never tasted a silver spoon
I know you can't take my spirit
Writing me up I was late by a minute

My wheels are old I ain't got no spare
sick and tired losing my hair
Chewed up like a piece of bubblegum
Waiting for my ship to come

One of these days I'll get my glory
I'll the tell the people my come up story

Don't lose heart
Hold the line
You'll get yours
I'll get mine

You'll get yours
I'll get mine

If wishes were fishes and cattle were kings
The world would be full of wonderful things



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Corwin
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