You've been hit with another blow
But still you give love
And you set our souls on fire
You got your instant karma
You son of a fisherman farmer
Born to live, live free or die
You're in your room for the very last time
You can see the car running from the hall
You a**ure us today is another good day
And tomorrow you will love us all
'Cause you can't have anything
If you don't have anything
And God, I feel just fine
Oh, but even if you're bleeding
You'll never stop believing
That we all live free or die
I'm not being too self-conscious, am I?
You don't think I'm being too self-conscious, do you?
Well, I'm up and I'm going west
I can't wait and I dream of this
I'm gonna lick this after all!
You can't have anything
If you don't have anything
And God, I feel just fine
Oh, but I wouldn't mind
No, I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind waking up tomorrow
Chad Everett Turnpike take me past
Manchester down to Ma**
I'm gonna lick this after all!
You can't have if anything
If you don't have anything
And God, I feel just fine
Before the fight that was caused
And the iron that was lost
I wouldn't mind waking up tomorrow
You've been hit with another blow
But still you give love
And you set our souls on fire
Oh, I wouldn't mind
No, I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind waking up tomorrow
You can't have anything
If you don't have anything
And God, I feel just fine
Before the fight that was caused
And the iron that was lost
But I wouldn't mind waking up
No, I wouldn't mind waking up
I wouldn't making waking up tomorrow