Living In Fast Forward

The body's a temple; that's what we're told

I've treated this one like an old honky-tonk

Greasy cheeseburgers and cheap cigarettes

One day, they'll get me if they ain't got me yet

'Cause I'm living in fast forward

A hillbilly rock star out of control

I'm living in fast forward

Now I need to rewind real slow

My friends all grew up; they settled down

Built nice little houses on the outskirts of town

They work in their office, drive SUVs

They pray for their babies, and they worry 'bout me

'Cause I'm living in fast forward

A hillbilly rock star out of control

I'm living in fast forward

Now I need to rewind real slow

I'm always runnin'

Son-of-a-gunnin'

I've had a good time, it's true

But the way I've been goin'

It's time that I toned it

Down just a notch or two

Oh yeah

Well, I'm living in fast forward

A hillbilly rock star out of control

I'm living in fast forward

Now I need to rewind real slow

Yeah, I'm living in fast forward

A hillbilly rock star out of control

I'm living in fast forward

Now I need to rewind real slow

Yeah, I need to rewind real slow

Yeah, I still got some miles to go