Armchair Quarterback (Lyrics)

At work your mouth stays firmly shut While your boss asks for advice Later at the bar behind his back you criticize An armchair quarterback, you never have to lose You never have to wipe the dog shit off your shoes An armchair quarterback, do you get those armchair blues? When your girl asks what you like You shrug, make it her choice When she's not around you share her failures with the boys An armchair quarterback, you never have to lose You never have to read your name in the reviews An armchair quarterback, do you get those armchair blues? Instant replay perfect hindsight In slow motion you're always right Watching life on tape delay You know what happened yesterday An armchair quarterback, you never have to lose You never have to wipe the dog shit off your shoes An armchair quarterback, do you get those armchair blues? Those armchair blues