I got lost on the road somewhere
Was it Texas or was it Canada
Drinkin' whiskey in the mornin' light
I'd work the stage all night long
At first we laughed about it
My long hair drunken friends
Proposed a toast to Jimi's ghost
I never dreamed that I would wind up
On the losin' end

I'm stuck here on the inside
Looking' out
I´m just another case
Where's my make-up
Where's my face
(Oh the inside)

You all got your kicks
From what you saw up there
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was down in... on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long
You were screamin'
For the feelin' up there
And I was much obliged
The old road
Sure screwed me good this time
It's hard to see
Where the vicious circle ends

I'm stuck here on the inside
I'm lockin' out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my make-up
Where's my face
(On the inside)
(On the inside)

I'm stuck here on the inside
Looking' out
I´m just another case
Where's my make-up
Where's my face
(Oh the inside)

I'm stuck here on the inside
I'm lookin' out
That ain't no big disgrace
Where's my make-up
Where's my face
(On the inside)