(Springfield) Big beat talk to me Waking up blind with the house on fire Well I pick up my guitar, (I tune up), I look in the mirror It's like a stranger in my hand (the baby is crying) There comes a time when the boy must leave (get up) And the man has to enter For the soul to understand (all of the changes) As if it ain't hard enough this life I'm living in I was caught with my guard down When the world came knocking [Chorus:] I feel the big beat, the rock of life Big beat talk to me I feel the back beat, the rock of life Waking up blind with the house on fire Is it something in my head (look up) Or the time of season Or the little boy in my hands (must be a reason) Yeah, there's new meaning in my life (a shake-up) But there's pain and confusion And I'm trying to understand (all of the changes) I've been cut so deep but I can't make it bleed I was caught with my head in the sand When the world came knocking [Chorus] It ain't no perfect life This one I'm living in And I was caught with my guard down When the world came knocking [Chorus]
