(Welcome to the real world kid. You didn't ask to be here but this is where you are
And this is all you will know and this is all you will do. Follow me.)
Left, right, left, right, left, right now!

Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down, get your beak into the dirt (Hey, hey)
'Cause the birds out there still waking up are the last to get their worm
And even when the table's full only the foolish slow down
I've been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go round
(Whoa-oh-oh)

Been working to the bone, been burning both ends
Trying to make them meet before we're hungry again
So it's left, right, left, down the trail of the dead
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Only six feet between me and getting some rest
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Left, right, left, right, left, right - alright!

Gotta grind through the slow times
'Cause thinking about the clock don't make the time fly
When you're counting down the minutes, adding up the hours given
Remember the fact the fight ain't over just because you think you're finished
When you hear that whistle blow, only the weakest go home
Like their pain don't put food on their plate
(Keep movin'!)
Been working to the bone, been burning both ends
Trying to make them meet before we're hungry again
So it's left, right, left, down the trail of the dead
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
(Whoa-oh-oh)

Been working to the bone, been burning both ends
Trying to make them meet before we're hungry again (We're hungry again)
So it's left, right, left, down the trail of the dead
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Only six feet between me and getting some rest
(Whoa-oh-oh)

(You're keeping up I see. Well, it's a big world and it's only getting bigger
And if you want to be the best then you've got to beat the best.)
(Whoa-oh-oh)

Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause every man gunnin' for the first to fall
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's left, right, left, 'til the day you die
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause every man gunnin' for the first to fall
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's left, right, left, 'til the day you die
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
'Cause every man gunnin' for the first to fall
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
It's left, right, left, 'til the day you die
Been working to the bone, been burning both ends
Trying to make them meet before we're hungry again
So it's left, right, left, down the trail of the dead
Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I've gotta confess
(Whoa-oh-oh)

Been working to the bone, been burning both ends
Trying to make them meet before we're hungry again (Hungry again)
So it's left, right, left, down the trail of the dead (Trail of the dead)
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Only six feet between me and getting some rest

(Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right...)