The Next Big Thing

Always try to ride the outer lane
We two sing in tune of a refrain
Keep our gig face on
And pull ourselves along to the next big thing

Find our way on when and what to do
Each is happy being one of two
We're just out the door
And what we're looking for is the next big thing

Exotic and strange
Through the new changes
Blind folded and tied
And holding onto the sides
Holding up for the ride
Then we move on

Oh my God, we just had a new thought
Give us time to write in a quick jot
Keep up with our pens
Think we're running into the next big thing

Keep up with our hearts, rounding as one
Exchanging its rhymes, boy is this fun
Always got my back
Reeling up the slack to the next big thing

New color, the wild
All in our style
Siren is the sound
What we've found
It's turning upside down
Then we move on

Always try to ride the outer lane
We two sing in tune of a refrain

Keep our gig faces on

Keep pulling ourselves along to the next big thing
(To the next big thing)
To the next big thing
(To the next big thing)
To the next big thing
(To the next big thing)
To the next big thing
(To the next big thing)