I found that my heart beat a tattoo.
I wanted a chance so I tried.
A smile and a drink and I made it.
I talked up a storm and gave gifts.
I bore my prize proud on my forearm.
I changed the prize like the wind.
I smile and I flirt; I’m no wood
And I have it fine in my time.
I’m schooled and clever and upbeat.
I ain’t shy or naive or blind.
I speak of my needs like a modern.
I talk out on rules, sex and life.
The road that I travel I’ve chosen
I run my desires and my heart.
No one holds the keys to my arsenal.
Oh, …and it is good in my time.
Yes, there was the way of the elders.
Yes, they went so far and no more.
‘Tis true that I’m living the dream.
I cannot be blamed for this.
I know how they bore with trial.
I know how they bore with pain,
But I was born to take my own road.
I’ll have it good in my time
I bend the rules that they gave me.
I love the outside of the box.
I’m master of my destiny;
I’m the king of my fate.
I’ve heard of snakes outside fences.
I know how rules can breed fear.
I walk where my steps will blur lines.
I have it fun in my time.
…Nothing to think of besides me.
I want it all and I’ll have it.
I’ll play both ends of the table.
I don’t do us them, just me.
I build no chains for the future.
I live life boundless and free.
If it hurts future no sorrows,
I’ve had it fine in my time.