Hand In My Pocket

Hand In My Pocket I'm broke, but I'm happy I'm poor, but I'm kind I'm short, but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high, but I'm grounded I'm sane, but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost, but I'm hopeful, baby And what it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk, but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired, but I'm working, yeah I care, but I'm restless I'm here, but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry, baby And what it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette And what it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a peace sign I'm free, but I'm focused I'm green, but I'm wise I'm hard, but I'm friendly, baby I'm sad, but I'm laughing I'm brave, but I'm chicken shit I'm sick, but I'm pretty, baby And what it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet Well, I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing a piano And what it all comes down to my friends, yeah Is that everything is just fine, fine, fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab