I wake up in the morning
Jim Beam on my breath
Last night's show
Nearly led me to death
I'm getting sick of hearing
All these goddamn pests
They don't like my drinking
They say, "son, give it a rest"
And I know
I'm gonna do it all again
You don't need a liver
When you play in a band
'Cause living on the island's about
Drinking with your friends
And we know
We're gonna do it all again
My friends
What could be better
Than living on the road
Playing town to town
And drinking show by show
We'll never forget
No matter where we go
Drinking with all you, yeah
Is drinking at home
And you know
We'll be back to do it again
My friends