Can't Complain
A little out of tune
Sorta lost in space
Racing the moon
Climbing the walls
Of this hurricane
Still overall
I can't complain
All I wanted was one chance
To let freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit
Tags and everything
I never made it through the red tape
I got this paper hat
I got a job working weekdays
You want fries with that
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause there's nothin' to gain
It's like a one-way ticket to cruise in this passing lane
I can't complain
I was talkin' to my girlfriend
I told her I was stressed
I said I'm going off the deep end
She said "give it a rest"
We're all waiting in the dugout
Thinking we should pitch
How you gonna throw a shutout
If all you do is bitch
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause there's nothin' to gain
It's like a one-way ticket to cruise in this passing lane
I can't complain
So now I got a brand-new dance
I need one more shot
I just need one last chance
I know I won't get caught
I gotta make my last stand
This time I can't be bought
Then again on the other hand
How much have you got
I got nothin' to lose
Nothin' to gain
It's like a one-way ticket to cruise that passing lane
I can't complain
A little out of place
A little out of tune
Sorta lost in space
Racing the moon
Autor(es): Todd Snider