Being Cool

"Is New York city really like a graveyard?" They all ask me And I say, "Well, it was last week, but man that was in the past" See, I stopped going to the places where the people act so nasty and pretentious 'Cause I'm happy sitting with my friends in sidewalk singing songs And some people are still standing in the way of where I'm going So I say, "Please excuse me, step aside, or keep on moving" And I guess they sensed that my momentum meant that I was winning But I'm only just beginning, and I'd rather go with friends than go alone And some people grab my hands, and some people grab my shirt Some people race ahead to see if they can get there first Some people stay behind 'cause they've got something else in mind Whatever you decide, if you are true to you, you're gonna be alright Like Akida, he's a father, now he is in love with Amber Their baby's name is Skyler, he's a baby of the summer I wonder as I wander if I'll ever settle down Or if every day I'll take my roots uprooted en route to another town I was sitting on a couch somewhere, watching Vh-1 When I found out that Bruce Springsteen is his mother's only son I'm my mother's only daughter, and we were both born to run Even he says it's amazing raising babies in the place where you come from But I am a rock tumbler, I've got rocks inside my head And just because they come out shining doesn't mean that they are diamonds And I guess that my worst nightmare is your very favorite bar When I'm worth my weight in shale and slate, I'll know that I'm a super-duper star I'll be a great big ball of burning gas, and I'll be sitting on my big fat ass Seen sipping Cristal Light beside a plastic wading pool And the next day, I'll be somewhere else, part of me will hate myself Part of me will know deep down that I am pretty cool The part of me that knows I never cared for being cool The part of me that knows I never cared for being cool The part of me that knows I never cared for being cool The part of me that knows I never cared for being cool