A Cockroach After The Bomb
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I get up in the morning and I go to a job
Where I've thrown up in the john
I worry about who's mad at me
And spend a lot of time wishing I was gone
I used to be somebody, I was a star
It takes a lot of guts to fall this far
I'm a cockroach after the bomb, carrying on
I get real depressed and tell everybody
That's what makes me unique
Most folks opt out for dignity
But me, I get up and speak
Hell yes, I'm messed up, I'm scared to death
I'd be in a cell if it weren't for Beth
Meeting my wife, without her I'd be a degree
I'm a cockroach after the bomb, carrying on
A bald-headed rocker with a good-looking lawn
You can't kill me, I'm already dead
I'm like that horseman ain't got no head
A cockroach after the bomb, carrying on
By now you gotta need an upbeat verse
And I won't let you down
My favorite son's my only one
And my favorite Motown's Tears of a Clown
I sneeze all summer, I sleep in my socks
My favorite Aerosmith album is Rocks
That bag in the saddle kicks ass, it's a beautiful sound
Life is a flight risk, seat of your pants
All a part of God's game of chance
Sometimes you knock one out of the park
Sometimes you're a victim of circumstance
What if Jimi's lighter hadn't lighted?
What if Monet was just nearsighted?
I'll go to my grave knowing I took me a chance
I'm a cockroach after the bomb, carrying on
A bald-headed rocker with a good-looking lawn
You can't kill me, I'm already dead
I'm like that horseman ain't got no head
A cockroach after the bomb, carrying on
A cockroach after the bomb, carrying on