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 AZT.
Broke at my bank 'cause that shit 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.
Wait 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'.
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 saying 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 smoking, guitar picking, til I'm gone, gone, gone, gone.
I ain't got no political agenda.
Ain't got no message for the youth of America,
'cept "Wear a rubber and be careful who you screw. . .
and come see me next Friday 'cause I got another show."
Some people stop living long before they die.
Work a dead end job just to scrape on by.
But I keep living just to bend that note in two.
And I can't die now 'cause I got another show.