Jay Parish - Chip Lyrics

I got a chip on my shoulder
You see the sweat start to trickle down, down
You hesitate, then it's over
The wrong move puts you under ground, ground

My finger sitting on the trigger
I'm trying not to let it slip
Slip, slip, slip, slip
I don't want to have to use it
Well, maybe just a little bit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know this is serious business
I know I probably shouldn't be laughing
Haha, haha
I should probably hit the road now
But I kind of want to see what happens
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You probably shouldn't stay
No, I don't recommend it
No, I'd never start any trouble
But I'd love to end it
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got a chip on my shoulder
You see the sweat start to trickle down, down
You hesitate, then it's over
The wrong move puts you under ground, ground

I'm 'bout to run the clock out in advance
I got the keys to the pearly gates in my hands
And don't you tell me to hold up
One of us is gonna meet our maker now, now, yeah

Yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah

I never go looking for trouble
No, I never like it at all
No, no, no, no
I'm not the one with the problem
But I can make sure it's solved
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know this is serious business
I should be on my best behavior
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I should probably hit the road now
But not till I return the favor
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

You probably shouldn't stay
No, I don't recommend it
No, I'd never start any trouble
But I'd love to end it
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got a chip on my shoulder
You see the sweat start to trickle down, down
You hesitate, then it's over
The wrong move puts you under ground, ground

I'm 'bout to run the clock out in advance
I got the keys to the pearly gates in my hands
And don't you tell me to hold up
One of us is gonna meet our maker now now yeah

Yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah

We're too far gone to go back now
We gotta let it run it's course
Oh, oh, oh, oh
We don't know how we even got here
I guess it doesn't matter anymore
More, more, more, more

There's nobody else to blame
But we both got each other to thank
So if this is the end of the game
We might as well go out with a bang bang

I got a chip on my shoulder
You see the sweat start to trickle down, down
You hesitate, then it's over
The wrong move puts you under ground, ground

I'm 'bout to run the clock out in advance
I got the keys to the pearly gates in my hands
And don't you tell me to hold up
One of us is gonna meet our maker now, now, yeah

Yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah