I’m cleaning the slate
I’m drawing all the accounts down
I just need to roll up one big score
then I’ll blow this town
I stayed underground
I kept my mouth shut drew my pay
I dreamed about my big blue ocean
dreamed about every dog’s day
So much chaos and clutter
a lifetime’s writing on the wall
I’m wiping the tablet blank and clean
this time I won’t hesitate or stall
this time I won’t fumble my lines
this time I won’t have one regret
this time will be different
I’ll end up with what I set out to get
one more time Please Jesus
just give me one more try
I will make it really happen
I’m just that kind of guy
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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