Lyrics The Insyderz

The Insyderz

Rat Race

I don't want to be a race car driver in a rat race

Doing what I can to be on top

I don't want to be a metal head it's a way

Of life banging my head to vicious rock

I don't want to be an elementary school teacher

Putting up with kids Like me

I don't want my stupid ways to make me

Miss my train next stop to glory

I don't think I want to be fighting wrestling ring

Elbow smashing people for drunk men

I don't think I want to be any of the farming

Type I don't know how to milk a hen

I don't think I want to be a guy with

Popularity being someone that I'm not

I don't think I want to be

One of the men in blue

Hanging out in doughnut shops

I don't know a lot about science but I do

Know that I'm not a hairless ape

I don't know anything about really about

Being Kool, less filling or taste's great

I don't know if you would call being in a ska-core band really holding down a job

I guess I don't know what I'll do in my old age

but I'll always praise my God

I don't know much, but one thing is true

All I want to do is live my life for you

No matter what people say

Please God give me peace, give me hope and give me grace

And the strength to see my life through