Bài hát The Living Bubba Báo Lỗi

I wake up tired and I wake up pissedWonder how I ended up like thisI wonder why things happen like they doBut 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 shit ain't freeBut I'm here to stay, at least another week or twoAnd I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do

Don't give me no pity, don't give me no griefWith till I die for sympathyJust help me with this amp and a guitar or twoI 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 deservingI can dance on my own grave, thank youBut I can't die now 'cause I got another show

Some people keep sayin', I can't last longBut I got my bands, I got my songsLiquor, beer and nicotine to help me alongAnd I'm drunk and stubborn as they comeChain smokin', guitar pickin', 'til I'm goneGone, gone, gone

I ain't got no political agendaAin't got no message for the youth of AmericaExcept "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 dieWork a dead end job just to scrape on byBut I keep livin' just to bend that note in twoAnd I can't die now 'cause I got another show