Текст (слова) песни: Drive-By Truckers - The Living Bubba
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 cuz I got a show to do
I`m sick at my stomach from the A.Z.T. Broke at my bank cuz that shit ain`t free but I`m here to stay (at least another week or two) I can`t die now cuz I got another show to do
Don`t give me no pity don`t give me no grief Wit till I die for sympathy Just help me with this amp and a guitar or two I can`t die now cuz 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 cuz 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
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 cuz 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 cuz I got another show... lyrics by Patterson Hood music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff)
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