Can't Have It All
The movers and the shakers
They seem to have it figured out
They got plenty of money
They know what it's all about
You watch them on the TV
And you begin to feel
You can't beat 'em so you join 'em
Go get all that you can steal
Oh yeah, soon you're headed for a fall
No matter what you have
Lord, you can never have it all
Sometimes we get so angry
And we just don't understand
Sometimes when we play the game
It don't go like we planned
So we blame it on the dealer
He mustn't be an honest man
And we tell ourselves that we're the victims
And start cheatin' when we can
Oh yeah, that's when the police begin to call
You got to learn the lesson you can never have it all
The politicians painted smile
Soon begins to fade
He's drunk on booze and power
Like a priest who just got laid
His façade begin to crumble
And now he wears a frown
And the liberal press finds such a mess
When they pull his trousers down
Oh yeah, now he's got reporters waitin' in the hall
He didn't realize he can never have it all
You said you can't please everyone
I guess you've got that right
I don't care for empty air
It's just too damn polite
Don't let it make you crazy
Ain't no need to grieve
There's the door that's what it's for
Just open it and leave
Oh yeah, you go out and you have yourself a ball
You can have a real good time
But you can never have it all
They seem to have it figured out
They got plenty of money
They know what it's all about
You watch them on the TV
And you begin to feel
You can't beat 'em so you join 'em
Go get all that you can steal
Oh yeah, soon you're headed for a fall
No matter what you have
Lord, you can never have it all
Sometimes we get so angry
And we just don't understand
Sometimes when we play the game
It don't go like we planned
So we blame it on the dealer
He mustn't be an honest man
And we tell ourselves that we're the victims
And start cheatin' when we can
Oh yeah, that's when the police begin to call
You got to learn the lesson you can never have it all
The politicians painted smile
Soon begins to fade
He's drunk on booze and power
Like a priest who just got laid
His façade begin to crumble
And now he wears a frown
And the liberal press finds such a mess
When they pull his trousers down
Oh yeah, now he's got reporters waitin' in the hall
He didn't realize he can never have it all
You said you can't please everyone
I guess you've got that right
I don't care for empty air
It's just too damn polite
Don't let it make you crazy
Ain't no need to grieve
There's the door that's what it's for
Just open it and leave
Oh yeah, you go out and you have yourself a ball
You can have a real good time
But you can never have it all
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Writer(s): Walter C Trout
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