I wake up tired and I wake up pissed
Wonder how I ended up like this
I wonder why things happen like they do
But I don't wonder long 'cause I got a show to do
I'm sick at my stomach from the A.Z.T
Broke at my bank 'cause that sh** ain't free
But I'm here to stay, at least another week or two
And I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do
Don't give me no pity, don't give me no grief
With till I die for sympathy
Just help me with this amp and a guitar or two
I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do
Don't give me no preachin' no self servin'
And I ain't no angel but nobody's deserving
I can dance on my own grave, thank you
But I can't die now 'cause I got another show
Some people keep sayin', I can't last long
But I got my bands, I got my songs
Liquor, beer and nicotine to help me along
And I'm drunk and stubborn as they come
Chain smokin', guitar pickin', 'til I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
I ain't got no political agenda
Ain't got no message for the youth of America
Except "Wear a rubber and be careful who you screw"
And come see me next Friday 'cause I got another show
Some people stop livin' long before they die
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
But I keep livin' just to bend that note in two
And I can't die now 'cause I got another show