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Pick up the pieces
Get a lay of the land
Nothing hereâs promised to animal or man
Trying to get by doing the best that we can
If life is a river the world is a damn
Listen to the voices or tune âem out
Shake on the floor or jump up and shout
Turn on the radio in the bible belt
Take your licks and get bible welts
Itâs hard to believe thereâs no great beyond
It all seemed so real
Weâre just frogs in the pond
Hoping and praying âtil we croak and weâre gone
Oh no no no
Oh no no no Itâs your choice, Itâs your choice
Oh no no no Itâs your choice, Itâs your choice
Lying here dying as quiet as a mouse
Waiting for the call up to the house
A seat at the table, a few cups of wine
I ainât saying Iâve had a better time
Listen to the wisdom, read from the book
Take a couple of years and a second look
Block out the static, sit alone in a room
Find yourself singing to a whole new tune
So much can go wrong, so much can go right
Go to bed in the evening, turn out the light
Put good in the world, open your eyes
The meaning of life is a big surprise
Oh no no no, itâs your choice, itâs your choice
Oh no no no, itâs your choice, itâs your choice
Oh no no no, itâs your choice, itâs your choice