Another night in a succession   Thinly glued with beer and wine   It's a precarious profession   Every day at work sees your heart on the line   Maybe I should have gone to business school   Or gained myself a respectable trade   Or stayed in childhood where the shade keeps you cool   Making my living selling lemonade   But running through my veins   Are the words and the refrains   As if they were my lifeblood itself   And you know I can't stay alive on the food of 9 to 5   My dreams are just old pictures on the shelf   Oh yeah      I remember the folks said give it a try   Or you'll never know who you might have been   And just remember nothing is the end of the world   Until the world comes to an end   Still there's a point to this philosophy   (When you take a look inside)   Of taking a look at who you are   Still sometimes all I have to help me see   Are all the mirrors behind the bar   But running through my veins   Are the words and the refrains   As if they were my lifeblood itself   And you know I can't stay alive on the food of 9 to 5   My dreams are just old pictures on the shelf   Oh yeah      But running through my veins   Are the words and the refrains   As if they were my lifeblood itself   And you know I can't stay alive on the food of 9 to 5   My dreams are just old pictures on the shelf   Oh yeah