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Well Buzz wanted to fly but he became a sailor
Still gets Bernoulli's Effect
He looks up at the sky flirting with danger
Standing on a pitching deck
He wonders why his life took these strange turns
When he gets the chance to reflect
Ya know it's not just a matter of success or failure
It's luck and it's fate at best

Because we can't always do what we really want to
We don't often get the chance
So we sign on as crew and we muddle on through
Doing the compromise dance

Well Sandy dreamed of cruising and high seas adventure
When she was nothing more than a pup
But a scholarship into the US Air Force
Soon had her life looking up
She flies an F-14, and man does it scream
When she makes those afterburners roar
But deep down inside, ya know, she still dreams
Of sailing slowly to some distant shore

Because we can't always do what we really want to
We don't often get the chance
So we sign on as crew and we muddle on through
Doing the compromise dance

And we all have dreams we hope will come true
But we all do what we have to do

Well now I bet that you thought that as a writer my goal was to
Bring them together in song
But the more that I thought about the whole darn thing
It seemed predictable, contrived and wrong

Because we can't always do what we really want to
We don't often get the chance
So we sign on as crew and we muddle on through
Doing the compromise dance

Yea we bitch and we moan and we muddle on through
Doing the compromise dance
Doing the compromise dance
We're all doing the compromise dance