Tell me the truth, how do you feel?
Like youre rollin so fast that youre spinnin your wheels?
Dont feel too bad, youre not all along
Were all tryin to get along
With evrybody else tryn to go their way
Youre bound to get tripped, and what can you say?
Just go along til they turn out the lights
Theres nothin we can do to fight it

No mans got it made till hes far beyond the pain
And we who must remain go on living just the same

I once knew a man, very talented guy
Hes sing for the people and people would cry
They knew that his song came from deep down inside
You could hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes

And so he traveled along, touch your heart, then be gone
Like a flower, he bloomed till that old hickory wind
Called him home

My mans got it made
Hes gone far beyond the pain
And we who must remain go on living just the same
We who must remain go on laughing just the same