Big Life Night Ranger

Out of work, I'm out of school
Guess things ain't looking so bright

I got holes in the knees of my Levi jeans
But the rest of me is dynamite

On the radio, the guy says come on
It's so hip, hip, hip to be square

When the world hits ya hard right here in the face
What do I know, I don't care

I get this feeling
That I'm about to win it all
(And I'll take it all)
I'm so excited
All this here writin' on the wall
(And I love it all)

I'll take my money
And I'll buy myself a car
I'll grab my girlfriend
And I'll drive her to the stars
Well that might not be my heaven
But it's close enought to call it
Big Life
It's what you make it, what you make it
Big Life
It's what you make it
I could take a liking to
Big Life