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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Hall
Bruce Hall
Background Vocals
Neal Doughty
Neal Doughty
Keyboards
Kevin Cronin
Kevin Cronin
Vocals
REO Speedwagon
REO Speedwagon
Performer
Bryan Hitt
Bryan Hitt
Drums
Dave Amato
Dave Amato
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Cronin
Kevin Cronin
Songwriter

Lyrics

Can't really say it's been a good year I know I've see better days Some things that shouldn't have been goin' on around here Been goin' on anyways See I was face down in a pool of my own self-pity Gotta pick myself up and get out of this city Gotta leave before I hurt someone... yeah There's a place somewhere I'm gonna find Where I can feel safe and leave it all behind Gonna get away, have myself a little fun 'Cause you can knock me down, run me over Back up and run me down again You ain't the first, I've been treated worse Guess I oughta be more careful choosin' my friends Well, you can leave me cold, I'll recover Say nasty things about my mother Then, you can beat me, mistreat me But guess who'll be smilin' in the end Playin' in bands since I was a kid Always part of the brotherhood But a lonely, only child Only barely understood I was told I'd never make it so many times before The best and the brightest had shown me the door But the more they tried to hold me back, the stronger I got Oh yeah They said my songs were too simple, my voice was too weak I was too young, too dumb, too much of a freak They thought they could write me off There's somethin' they forgot 'Cause you can knock me down, run me over Back up and run me down again You ain't the first, I've been treated worse Guess I oughta be more careful choosin' my friends Well, you can leave me cold, I'll recover Say nasty things about my mother Well, you can beat me, mistreat me But guess who'll be smilin' in the end I won't say I ain't had my share of good luck Hey, good luck is fine, it just ain't good enough No, it ain't enough 'Cause you can knock me down, run me over Back up and run me down again You ain't the first, I've been treated worse Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends Well, you can leave me cold, I'll recover Say nasty things about my mother Well, you can beat me, mistreat me But guess who'll be smilin' in the end Guess who'll be smilin' in the end Guess who'll be smilin' in the end
Writer(s): Kevin Patrick Jr Cronin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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