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Na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na
I'm not livin' my life to go out
With a whimper but a bang
I want someone to remember me
By deed if not by name
Who cares if I own a mansion
Or just a cabin in the pines
But I gotta be more than just two lines
In the Oklahoma City Times
Ah, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Now, I'm not countin' on riches
Or fame to make my mark
The best I can do is touch someone
And hope they feel my spark
And maybe add a little sunlight
Where no sun ever shines
'Cause I gotta be more than just two lines
In the Oklahoma City Times
Well, it's hard enough to try and find your identity
Than to lose it all at the end of the road
And be listed alphabetically
Now, I ain't countin' on family
Or some of my so-called friends, no
Sheddin' half-sad, half-courteous tears
Perhaps their soul to cleanse
So I'm prepared to go
Most anywhere the journey winds
'Cause I gotta be more than just two lines
In the Oklahoma City Times
Yes, I gotta be more than just two lines
In the Oklahoma City Times
Altogether now
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, two, three, four
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Let me hear it, oh yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
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