This is what you wanna
 And this is what you get
 This is not a cabaret
 And no nostalgia trip
 Drinking, stinking
 Trip to the bone
 I’m ugly, obnoxious
 ? And defenseless ?

 I’m on my way - one thing left to say
 I’m on my way - goodbye

 You get up there, a beer in your hand
 ? and you can hardly stand
 And now you’re all saucy
 And you don’t give a fuck
 Now this is the irony, that you don’t understand

 I’m on my way - just one thing to say
 I’m on my way - goodbye
 Yes I’m on my way - one thing left to say
 I’m on my way - goodbye