You take a wrong turn, drop a ball, fall short, you labor in vain    You choke, miss the boat, bomb out, cave in, fall flat on your face    Yeah that's everyday life    But sometimes...       You hit a good lick, the stars light up    Your ship comes in, you make your mark    You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top    Yeah, cream of the crop!    You're the stuff, you set the bar    You beat the odds and there you are    Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn    But every now and then you burn       You go wild in style, chest out chin up, you're king for a day    And then reality hits like a fist, hits you hard, steels your thunder away    And when it beats you down    The wheel spins around       You hit a good lick, the stars light up    Your ship comes in, you make your mark    You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top    Yeah, cream of the crop!    You're the stuff, you set the bar    You beat the odds and there you are    Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn    But every now and then you burn       You burn like a beacon    Burn like a porch light    Burn like a blue star    Burn like a bon fire    Burn like a flicker in a red hot flame    Burn like a match in a deep dark cave    Like a midnight mile-high blaze       You hit a good lick, the stars light up    Your ship comes in, you make your mark    You catch a break, and you're sittin' on top    Yeah, cream of the crop!    You're the stuff, you set the bar    You beat the odds and there you are    Spend most your life sittin' in the dark waitin' your turn    But every now and then you burn       Yeah you burn.       Like a porch light    Like a blue fire       You burn, burn, burn, burn.