Fast Lane

The smoke and the booze

They don't treat me like they did back then

Little white pills we all took

To forget where we'd been

And I've seen firsthand

What that needle has done to my friend

Thank God, I'm still here to stay away

From the places I've been

You got to slow down

While you can still see the miles

Put on the brakes in the fast lane

And rest for a while

When you live with your demons long enough

They seem like your friends

So, put on the brakes in the fast lane

Before your road ends

That first cigarette didn't do much

The second one did

First taste of whiskey was good

When I was a kid

So, I'll tell you firsthand "Hey, I know now"

I've been where you are

In ways, I am still just some kid

With eyes for the stars

You got to slow down

While you can still see the miles

Put on the brakes in the fast lane

And rest for a while

When you live with your demons long enough

They seem like your friends

So, put on the brakes in the fast lane

Before your road ends