| Song | The Living Bubba |
| Artist | Drive-By Truckers |
| Album | Ugly Buildings, Whores And Politicians - Greatest Hits 1998 - 2009 |
| 作曲 : Drive By Truckers, Hood | |
| 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 | |
| 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 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Drive By Truckers, Hood | |
| 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 | |
| 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 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 |