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Wasted, it's time again I knew I need to sober up before the show And I've seen eighteen years gone by We haven't made it yet At least we tried And do you remember, no matter where you go You gotta let them good times roll 'Cause I belong, yeah
'Cause I might not know what's going on And I couldn't care less my right from wrong Before I go, there's one thing I must do
Burn me out, get the backstage up Turn the houselights down, and fill me up Before I die, I wanna rock with you
Mama, you must have been so proud You raised another face that sits in the crowd And I've been walking on the same old streets Moving back and forth Moving around to the same old beat And now remember, no matter what they say I'm like a walking old cliche And I will pay, yeah
'Cause I might not know what's going on And I couldn't care less my right from wrong Before I go, there's one thing I must do
Burn me out, get the backstage up Turn the houselights down, and fill me up Before I die, I wanna rock with you
So remember, no matter what they say I'm like a walking old cliche And I will pay Something lift my ban
Burn me out, get the backstage up Turn the houselights down, and fill me up Before I die, I wanna rock with you Come on
Remember, no matter where you go Just try to let them good times surely roll