You ask me why I carry cash around with me all the timeâ
Don't you see all these "Yard Sale" signs?
When I flip this first edition for a cool grand
Then maybe you'll understand
Where there's a will, there are ways
So take this five-dollar bill
And go and buy yourself a Mexican Coke with the change
There's no using all the unused hours down the line
You can't stockpile time
What has the night to do with sleep
When there are promises to keep?
Remember all that you pass
Make the first thing the last
The innocent get to dream, the rest of us crash
If you leave the doors open so the flies can escape
You're just inviting the rattlesnakes!
We can always do more harm than good
Our best intentions misunderstood
Whether we drink from the stream
Or find it's just a mirage
Bet you a Mexican Coke it comes out in the wash