Has it come to this? We're stuck in the weeds I get it, I'm not perfect I was never trying to be But I'm not long for this earth If we really only ever get one chance to burn I gotta try before I can see the finish How else would I learn? I wanna know, how is it you do it When you land on your feet You're a nimble bastard And you don't skip a beat Such a nimble bastard It's all done with the earth You're a nimble bastard Won't you show lowly us How do you see the stars from that far down? A swing and a miss And then come the creeps Makes me want to faint I wanna know, how is it you do it How do you spill the paint And then fit it into a frame When you land on your feet You're a nimble bastard And you don't skip a beat Such a nimble bastard It's all done with the earth You're a nimble bastard Won't you show lowly us How do you see the stars from that far down? Has it come to this? Has it come to this? When you land on your feet You're a nimble bastard And you don't skip a beat Such a nimble bastard It's all done with the earth Won't you show lowly us How do you see the stars from that far down? You're a nimble bastard It's all done with the earth Such a nimble bastard It's all done with the earth You're a nimble bastard Won't you show lowly us How do you see the stars