Long Arms - Your Own Terms lyrics

Don't let the ba*tards get you down You're one in a million, boy They can't kick you around There's no way to tell what's on the next page But you write your own story So sharpen your pencil, boy It's life on your terms When you've got dues to burn When you've got dues to burn Here's the story of a boy And he loved a girl She was his whole world This girl made the boy feel so high He wrote her name in the sky But she had other plans No one could love her like that She couldn't understand The tears fell from her blue eyes As she kissed the boy goodbye For the last time Our hero he marches on I hear he's doing OK He drives by his girl every day She works in a cafe She's wearing a ring And all the old men love her He gets to see her laughing While hes waiting for the light to turn green And that makes the boy so happy It's life on your own terms When you've got dues to burn And everything burns and the world still turns along When you've got dues to burn