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Before this world starts up again
It's me and night
We wait for the sun
The kids and drunks head back inside

Well, there's lots of smart ideas
In books I never read
When the girls come talk to me
I wish to hell I had

Get up, get up, turn on ignition
Get up, get up, fire up the system
I play my little part in something big

I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world
Couldn't melt that ice

I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say, "Lord
Give me the chance to shake that hand"
They'll say

Back when I was younger
I was someone you'd've liked
Got an old guitar I've had for years
I'd let you buy

And I'll tell you something else
That you ain't dying enough to know
There's still some living left
When your prime comes and goes

Get up, get up, dance on the ceiling
Get up, get up, boy, you must be dreaming
Rock on, young savior
Don't get up your hopes

I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world
Couldn't melt that ice

I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say, "Lord
Give me the chance to shake that hand"

I have one last wish
And it's from my heart
Just let me down
Just let me down easy

I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say all the salt in the world
Couldn't melt that ice

I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say, "Lord
Give me a chance to shake his hand"
They'll say
Before this world starts up again   It's me and night   We wait for the sun   The kids and drunks head back inside      Well, there's lots of smart ideas   In books I never read   When the girls come talk to me   I wish to hell I had      Get up, get up, turn on ignition   Get up, get up, fire up the system   I play my little part in something big      I'll accept with poise, with grace   When they draw my name from the lottery   And they'll say all the salt in the world   Couldn't melt that ice      I'm the one who gets away   I'm a New Jersey success story   And they'll say, "Lord   Give me the chance to shake that hand"   They'll say      Back when I was younger   I was someone you'd've liked   Got an old guitar I've had for years   I'd let you buy      And I'll tell you something else   That you ain't dying enough to know   There's still some living left   When your prime comes and goes      Get up, get up, dance on the ceiling   Get up, get up, boy, you must be dreaming   Rock on, young savior   Don't get up your hopes      I'll accept with poise, with grace   When they draw my name from the lottery   And they'll say all the salt in the world   Couldn't melt that ice      I'm the one who gets away   I'm a New Jersey success story   And they'll say, "Lord   Give me the chance to shake that hand"      I have one last wish   And it's from my heart   Just let me down   Just let me down easy      I'll accept with poise, with grace   When they draw my name from the lottery   And they'll say all the salt in the world   Couldn't melt that ice      I'm the one who gets away   I'm a New Jersey success story   And they'll say, "Lord   Give me a chance to shake his hand"   They'll say