Story Behind The Song
Three vignettes about people taking chances in life because they need the adrenaline rush.
| Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Rock - Americana, Rock - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Disconcerted, Restless |
Subject |
Existence, Arrogance |
| Similar Artists |
unknown |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Living On The Edge
Late night cruisers, dark eyed losers
High-heeled mini skirts with push up hairdos
Gold teeth smilers, patent shoe shiners
Low cigar chiselers making fast and loose
Flashing neon, keeping the heat on
Fly insomniacs with caffeine fingers
Hustlers come on, sure thing fortune
Gold changes hands and no one the wiser
There's just one gospel for the midnight congregation
You only feel alive . . . living out on the edge
Skid mark screamers, nitro burners
Outlaw dragsters on the back road highway
Bungee jumpers, high wire flyers
Ole' Lady Luck might give you one more day
One bullet roulette, high stakes target
Put in all on the line no turning back
Bet all the paycheck; hope for the big hit
Nothing left to lose but the heart attack
There's just one truth for the thriller population
You only feel alive . . . living out on the edge
Back door creeping, late night sneaking
Part time lovers looking for adventure
Sly romancing, avoiding glances
Playing house in a rented bedroom
Muffled phone calls, talk with the light off
Whispered secrets under a lover's moon
No he's not home, don't want to get caught
Park down the street but be here real soon
Some people say to get emotional satisfaction
You only feel alive . . . living out on the edge