One Track Mind Songtext
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One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind
One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind


Now Dave, he works hard in the dockyard
But wants to be a rock star, driving hot cars
Living large, getting girls like an all-star
Filthy rich, knocking hits out the ball park
With his Les Paul guitar as his call card
He fell in love with the music, it was all heart
And when you reach high, sometimes you fall far
You gotta give it all you got once the job starts
Focused every day, smiling when he played
His fingerprints took a beat and almost fade away
His family didn′t know or couldn't understand
They thought he′d snap out of this like a rubber band
But now he always seems (gone)
Got his first taste, a couple show dates
Always coming home late, at the break of (dawn)
His girl's sleeping
Barely ever see him cause he gigging on the weekend
And when he was around, it was like his mind wasn't
His girl would talk to him but he never heard nothing
Mind always racing, a race against time
That′s a one track mind

One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind
One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind

Got a one track mind, I′m focused on important shit
Give me some time, I only need a little bit
Got a one track mind, now I'm focused on focusing
I′m hitting my stride and everybody's noticing
(Oh, now looky here)


And Brooke is like the girl that we all know (all know)
Dressed to impress like a model (model)
Only wore clothes with a brand name
She never shopped Target, she had a bad aim
She got her hair and nails did almost every day
Said she liked the attention that it sent her way
And when she′s done up right, she likes everybody noticing
Lives for the praise, lets the compliments soak in
But on a bad day, and by a bad day
I mean a bad hair day or don't know what to wear day
She doesn′t go out, don't feel comfortable
Without the accessories, she don't feel presentable
She always worry what she look like
She thinks everybody worries what she looks like
Her old man sick and tired, so he took flight
She knows he loved her but he couldn′t deal with Brooke′s type
She thought appearance was the only thing important
And left everything else on the back burner boiling
Eyes on the prize, focused on the goal line
That's a one track mind

One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind
One track mind
Focused on important shit
Eyes on the prize
One track mind

Got a one track mind, I′m focused on important shit
Give me some time, I only need a little bit
Got a one track mind, now I'm focused on focusing
I′m hitting my stride and everybody's noticing
(Oh, now looky here)

Joel Plaskett
Oh, and that′s classic, kid