I Can't Complain

D A D D A little out of place, a little out of time A D Sorta lost in space, racing the moon G D G Climbing the walls of this hurricane G D A D Still overall, I can?t complain All I wanted was one chance to let freedom ring They said I had to get a permit, tags and everything I never made it through the red tape, I got this paper hat I got a job working weekdays, you want fries with that Chorus: G I got nothin to lose D Cause there?s nothin to gain G G/F# Em D A It?s like a one way ticket to cruise in that passing lane D I can?t complain I was talkin with my girlfriend, I told her I was stressed I said I'm going off the deep end, she said give it a rest We?re all waiting in the dugout, wishin? we could pitch How you gonna throw a shutout, if all you do is bitch Chorus So now I got a brand new dance, I need one more shot I just need one last chance, you know I won?t get caught I gotta make my last stand this time I can?t be bought But then again on the other hand how much have you got Chorus A little out of place, a little out of tune We?re all lost in space, racing the moon Climbin? the walls of this hurricane Still overall, I guess I can?t complain