JAMIE, talking to his friend.
JAMIE:
Did I just hear an alarm start ringing?
Did I see sirens go flying past?
Though I don't know what tomorrow's bringing,
I've got a singular sensation things are moving too fast.
I'm gliding smooth as a figure skater,
I'm riding hot as a rocket blast--
I just expected it ten years later.
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
And you say, "Oh, no,
Step on the brakes,
Do whatever it takes,
But stop this train!
Slow, slow! The light's turning red!"
But I say: No! No!
Whatever I do,
I barrell on through
And I don't complain.
No matter what I try,
I'm flyin' full speed ahead!
I'm never worried to walk the wire.
I won't do anything just "half-assed,"
But with the stakes getting somewhat higher,
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
I found a woman I love,
And I found an agent who loves me--
Things might get bumpy, but
Some people analyze ev'ry detail,
Some people stall when they can't see the trail,
Some people freeze out of fear that they'll fail,
But I keep rollin' on.
Some people can't get success with their art,
Some people never feel love in their heart,
Some people can't tell the two things apart,
But I keep rollin' on.
Oh, oh--maybe I can't follow through,
But oh, oh--what else am I s'pposed to do?
I dreamed of writing like the high and mighty--
Now I'm the subject of a bidding war!
I met my personal Aphrodite--
I'm doing things I never dreamed of before!
We start to take the next step together--
Found an apartment on Seventy-Third!
The Atlantic Monthly's printing my first chapter--
Two thousand bucks without re-writing one word!
I left Columbia and I don't regret it--
I wrote a book and Sonny Mehta read it!
My heart's been stolen!
My ego's swollen!
I just keep rollin' along!
And I think, "Well, well, what else is in store?
Got all this and more
Before twenty-four!"
It's hard not to be sure
I'm spinning out of control!
Out of control!
I'm feeling panicked and rushed and hurried!
I'm feeling outmaneuvered and outclassed,
But I'm so happy
I can't get worried
About this singular impression--
I've got a singular impression
Things are moving too fast!
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JAMIE, talking to his friend.
JAMIE:
Did I just hear an alarm start ringing?
Did I see sirens go flying past?
Though I don't know what tomorrow's bringing,
I've got a singular sensation things are moving too fast.
I'm gliding smooth as a figure skater,
I'm riding hot as a rocket blast--
I just expected it ten years later.
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
And you say, "Oh, no,
Step on the brakes,
Do whatever it takes,
But stop this train!
Slow, slow! The light's turning red!"
But I say: No! No!
Whatever I do,
I barrell on through
And I don't complain.
No matter what I try,
I'm flyin' full speed ahead!
I'm never worried to walk the wire.
I won't do anything just "half-assed,"
But with the stakes getting somewhat higher,
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
I found a woman I love,
And I found an agent who loves me--
Things might get bumpy, but
Some people analyze ev'ry detail,
Some people stall when they can't see the trail,
Some people freeze out of fear that they'll fail,
But I keep rollin' on.
Some people can't get success with their art,
Some people never feel love in their heart,
Some people can't tell the two things apart,
But I keep rollin' on.
Oh, oh--maybe I can't follow through,
But oh, oh--what else am I s'pposed to do?
I dreamed of writing like the high and mighty--
Now I'm the subject of a bidding war!
I met my personal Aphrodite--
I'm doing things I never dreamed of before!
We start to take the next step together--
Found an apartment on Seventy-Third!
The Atlantic Monthly's printing my first chapter--
Two thousand bucks without re-writing one word!
I left Columbia and I don't regret it--
I wrote a book and Sonny Mehta read it!
My heart's been stolen!
My ego's swollen!
I just keep rollin' along!
And I think, "Well, well, what else is in store?
Got all this and more
Before twenty-four!"
It's hard not to be sure
I'm spinning out of control!
Out of control!
I'm feeling panicked and rushed and hurried!
I'm feeling outmaneuvered and outclassed,
But I'm so happy
I can't get worried
About this singular impression--
I've got a singular impression
Things are moving too fast!
JAMIE:
Did I just hear an alarm start ringing?
Did I see sirens go flying past?
Though I don't know what tomorrow's bringing,
I've got a singular sensation things are moving too fast.
I'm gliding smooth as a figure skater,
I'm riding hot as a rocket blast--
I just expected it ten years later.
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
And you say, "Oh, no,
Step on the brakes,
Do whatever it takes,
But stop this train!
Slow, slow! The light's turning red!"
But I say: No! No!
Whatever I do,
I barrell on through
And I don't complain.
No matter what I try,
I'm flyin' full speed ahead!
I'm never worried to walk the wire.
I won't do anything just "half-assed,"
But with the stakes getting somewhat higher,
I've got a singular impression things are moving too fast.
I found a woman I love,
And I found an agent who loves me--
Things might get bumpy, but
Some people analyze ev'ry detail,
Some people stall when they can't see the trail,
Some people freeze out of fear that they'll fail,
But I keep rollin' on.
Some people can't get success with their art,
Some people never feel love in their heart,
Some people can't tell the two things apart,
But I keep rollin' on.
Oh, oh--maybe I can't follow through,
But oh, oh--what else am I s'pposed to do?
I dreamed of writing like the high and mighty--
Now I'm the subject of a bidding war!
I met my personal Aphrodite--
I'm doing things I never dreamed of before!
We start to take the next step together--
Found an apartment on Seventy-Third!
The Atlantic Monthly's printing my first chapter--
Two thousand bucks without re-writing one word!
I left Columbia and I don't regret it--
I wrote a book and Sonny Mehta read it!
My heart's been stolen!
My ego's swollen!
I just keep rollin' along!
And I think, "Well, well, what else is in store?
Got all this and more
Before twenty-four!"
It's hard not to be sure
I'm spinning out of control!
Out of control!
I'm feeling panicked and rushed and hurried!
I'm feeling outmaneuvered and outclassed,
But I'm so happy
I can't get worried
About this singular impression--
I've got a singular impression
Things are moving too fast!