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