Lyrics
A hundred-thousand miles in a 747, take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven
now i try try try try
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, stickin to the rhythm of the music in my head
now i try try try try
Never understand it but you try to do it right, take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven Squier, losin my direction keepin up my status quo
It s a tax accountant s nightmare--it s a rock n roll dream, runnin for the money layin out the green Squier, find something to keep me satisfied
runnin for the money layin out the green
It just don t seem to keep me satisfied, take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, cuttin all the corners but they never get me there
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, now i tried tried tried tried Satisfied, rockin in the mirror rollin out the door
never understand it but you try to do it right
Stickin to the rhythm of the music in my head, it just don t seem to keep me satisfied
Find something to keep me satisfied, now i tried tried tried tried
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, you ll never be a winner boy until you play the game, now i tried tried tried tried
The income may be different but the outcome s still the same, rockin in the mirror rollin out the door
Now i try try try try, it just don t seem to keep me satisfied, rockin in the mirror rollin out the door
Runnin for the money layin out the green, stickin to the rhythm of the music in my head
callin out your number--i ll take you for a ride
it just don t seem to keep me satisfied
Hounded to distraction racin to and fro, the income may be different but the outcome s still the same
find something to keep me satisfied
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, callin out your number--i ll take you for a ride, now i tried tried tried tried
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, hop into the car and put the pedal to the floor
Chasin all the action every single night, it s a tax accountant s nightmare--it s a rock n roll dream
It s a tax accountant s nightmare--it s a rock n roll dream, hop into the car and put the pedal to the floor
you ll never be a winner boy until you play the game
Cuttin all the corners but they never get me there, runnin for the money layin out the green, find something to keep me satisfied
Take it all in style if you wanna get to heaven, it s a tax accountant s nightmare--it s a rock n roll dream
It just don t seem to keep me satisfied, it just don t seem to keep me satisfied
cuttin all the corners but they never get me there
cuttin all the corners but they never get me there
Now i tried tried tried tried, never understand it but you try to do it right
Chasin all the action every single night, you ll never be a winner boy until you play the game
Early in the mornin i m layin on my bed, find something to keep me satisfied
Cuttin all the corners but they never get me there, cuttin all the corners but they never get me there
now i tried tried tried tried
It s a tax accountant s nightmare--it s a rock n roll dream, find something to keep me satisfied, hounded to distraction racin to and fro
it just don t seem to keep me satisfied
Runnin for the money layin out the green, find something to keep me satisfied
Now i tried tried tried tried, losin my direction keepin up my status quo, losin my direction keepin up my status quo
Callin out your number--i ll take you for a ride, find something to keep me satisfied
It just don t seem to keep me satisfied, cuttin all the corners but they never get me there
you ll never be a winner boy until you play the game