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When I was a kid I was best at whatever I did

When I was a kid I was smart, at the top of the class

When I was a lad I was sure I had the world in my hands

I was my own teacher I had my own plan



I could have been an athlete could have trained all the time

Been just like the others could have left them behind

But I was too lazy I could not see ahead

All I thought of was music that was filling my head



I could have been a painter painting life in a rush

All I saw in a day on canvas with my brush

But I was just painting my life in a song

Getting all the chords right getting all the words wrong



I could have been a writer with a back catalogue

Full of stories of crimes, sex and beer, girls and drugs

But instead I was writing my first song so bad

On the cheapest guitar that the music store had



cos instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

And I strummed on guitars



I could have been a lawyer defending some guy

With a paycheck so big for my heart paid to lie

But instead I was keeping the truth to myself

In the records I placed one by one on my shelf



I could have been a champion, man of the year

Wave to the crowd as they scream and cheer

But here I am playing to people sat down

Nursing their beers while I play the clown



And instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

And I strummed on guitars



I could have been a racing car driver speed mad

Seeking the thrills that my youth never had

But instead I was busy enjoying my age

With teen punk rock anthems and hearts paid to rage



I could have been a scientist, doctor or man

With a stethoscope diagnosing ladies old hands

But instead I built fret-callous fingertip scars

On my ten year old hands meant for toy ships and cars



And instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

Strummed on guitars



I could have been so much

But I wasted my time on useless guitars

I could have been so much

But Im not

And Im glad

And Im glad

cos when I was a kid I was best at whatever I did

When I was a kid I was best at whatever I did

When I was a kid I was smart, at the top of the class

When I was a lad I was sure I had the world in my hands

I was my own teacher I had my own plan



I could have been an athlete could have trained all the time

Been just like the others could have left them behind

But I was too lazy I could not see ahead

All I thought of was music that was filling my head



I could have been a painter painting life in a rush

All I saw in a day on canvas with my brush

But I was just painting my life in a song

Getting all the chords right getting all the words wrong



I could have been a writer with a back catalogue

Full of stories of crimes, sex and beer, girls and drugs

But instead I was writing my first song so bad

On the cheapest guitar that the music store had



cos instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

And I strummed on guitars



I could have been a lawyer defending some guy

With a paycheck so big for my heart paid to lie

But instead I was keeping the truth to myself

In the records I placed one by one on my shelf



I could have been a champion, man of the year

Wave to the crowd as they scream and cheer

But here I am playing to people sat down

Nursing their beers while I play the clown



And instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

And I strummed on guitars



I could have been a racing car driver speed mad

Seeking the thrills that my youth never had

But instead I was busy enjoying my age

With teen punk rock anthems and hearts paid to rage



I could have been a scientist, doctor or man

With a stethoscope diagnosing ladies old hands

But instead I built fret-callous fingertip scars

On my ten year old hands meant for toy ships and cars



And instead I strummed on guitars

Instead I wasted my time

Strummed on guitars



I could have been so much

But I wasted my time on useless guitars

I could have been so much

But Im not

And Im glad

And Im glad

cos when I was a kid I was best at whatever I did

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