Il testo della Fast track

He was born in west virginia with a mountain in his yard,
Had a dream and then he followed it away.
Ran to tennessee, carried a guitar in his hand,
Signed a record deal and thought he had it made.
Cut an album on "the row" and then they ran it up the charts,
Called him a renegade and made him grow a beard.
Went on an arena tour and did all the late-night tv,
Got nominated for new artist of the year.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. he took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. now he's looking for a slow train down.

Smiling for the cameras flashing on his pearly whites,
Oh, the lovely ladies thought he was the best.
They waited in a line. oh yeah, he had 'em taking turns.
He was relishing the taste of his success.
Flew on a private jet, he had a brand new xlii,
Rode in limousines instead of yellow cabs.
He never gave a second thought to how much everything would cost.
The label said they'd put it on his tab.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. he took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. now he's looking for a slow train down.

When the single ran its course, the label pulled the plug,
All the smoke and mirrors went away.
Now he's just another sucker out there looking for a gig,
Drinking in a bar down on broadway.

Now he's back in west virginia with a mountain in his yard,
Wondering how it all could go so wrong.
He's almost out of money and his ego's getting bruised
And he thinks, "maybe i should just try writing songs."
Now there's an idea.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. he took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. now he's looking for a slow train down.