Lyrics

OBSTACLE COURSE


Back in high school gym class, I could never be late,
'Cause the teacher, Mr. Roberts, he didn't like to wait.
He had a shiny bald head, a million muscles, too.
But what I remember most is what he put us through.

First we'd run some figure 8's around those orange cones.
Then we'd climb a 10-foot wall, just pullin' on a rope.
Swingin' from the monkey bars, I'd fall flat on my face.
Then I'd hear that rumbling voice from 50 yards away!


Hey, son! You ain't done! Gotta get it in gear.
There's no time for resting here.
When you fall flat on your face,
Get right up and get back in the race.

Like a steeplechase rider on his horse,
Life is an obstacle course.
Life is an obstacle course.


On the day that I was born, I took a little trip,
A dark journey to a world unknown, from my mama's hips.
At the far end of the tunnel, I saw a little light.
I thought I'd need a funnel, 'cause that hole looked awful tight!

I got stuck, took a few wrong turns, then I cried for joy,
When I heard my mama say, "We've got a little boy!"
Nowadays, when life gets rough, and I'm feelin' down,
Good ol' Mr. Roberts' words keep comin' back around.


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