Frying Pan

One laugh in the middle of a struggle

A diamond at the bottom of a puddle

Did you ever walk somewhere, just to take the time

or take the fast road and get going

I looked in a frying pan, I sang a song

I looked at a dying man, he sang along



We got mountains, yeah we got beaches,

We got that things that make us mad and

things that have to teach us



I looked in a frying pan, I sang a song

I looked at a dying man, he sang along



These are the times, yeah these are the times.....