To The Hilt

Wanna try, wanna fly

Right through the needles eye

Wanna be chilled, wanna be thrilled

Press your luck right to the hilt

Hey boy, quit that stare

Get out of grandpa's rockin' chair

How about raisin' hell,

Let's see if we outdo ourselves

One day you'll be tied and gagged

Your head upon the railroad track

The rail's hummin', there's a train a comin'

I'm sure your last thought's full of regret

Before the wheels roll across your neck

Why didn't I do this

How come I didn't do that

I could be out there, paintin' towns red

Sweat, maybe I'll wake up in bed

No boy, this is it

You should've used a bit more wit

Get out there and dig in deep

Stay wide awake when you're asleep

Who wants to compromise

When every second hour flies

Set the time on half past tilt

For making love right to the hilt

One day you'll be buried

Up to your elbows in the sand

And there's honey glowin'

Down your cheeks it's flowing

You'll find some time to reflect

Before the ants are crawling over your head

Why didn't I do this

How come I didn't do that

Is this a dream that's gone bad

Maybe I'll just wake up, wake up in bed

To the hilt, is that what you said