Lyrics: Philosophy

Oh what's the use of living if you never learn to laugh
Why look at me I grub down among the riff and raff
But you won't catch me glomming 'round with out a hint of smile
And if I have to do a thing I do it right with style

Cause if your gonna be the one
To take that tight-rope walk
And if your gonna be the one
Who makes the gossips talk
If it's your job to be the one
Who always takes a chance
And if you have to cross thin ice
Then cross it in a dance!

Now take the time that I was borrowing a thing or two
The owner of the house walked in, well what was I to do?
I bowed and said "Don't stir yourself" before he raised a shout
Thanks for your hospitality, I'll find my own way out.

Cause if your gonna be the one
To take that tight-rope walk
And if your gonna be the one
Who makes the gossips talk
If it's your job to be the one
Who always takes a chance
And if you have to cross thin ice
Then cross it in a dance!

I just come up a chimney, I was black from head to toe
Climb to the art to find a watchman well wouldn't you just know
But in the dark he took me for a demon I would bet
Cause when I howled and went for him, I bet he's running yet

Cause if your gonna be the one
To take that tight-rope walk
And if your gonna be the one
Who makes the gossips talk
If it's your job to be the one
Who always takes a chance
And if you have to cross thin ice
Then cross it in a dance!

Take my Companion, did you know I thought to steel her too
This pretty horse out in the street, no owner in my view
I grabbed the reigns and hopped on board I thought I was home free
Until I looked into her eyes...and now the joke's on me

Cause now I'm gonna be the one
To take that tight-rope walk
And now I'm gonna be the one
Who makes the gossips talk
Oh it's my job to be the one
Who always takes a chance
And if I have to cross thin ice
I'll cross it in a dance!