Longer Than You've Been Alive

A one, a two, a one two three
 We've been doin' this longer than you've been alive
 Propelled by some mysterious drive
 And they still let me do it as weird as that seems
 And I do it most nights and then again in my dreams
 Infinite hallways and giant hotels
 Dressing room looks bout as good as it smells
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 Bottles of whisky and bottles of beer
 There's a bottle of medicine somewhere round here
 We've been in nightclubs and we've been in bars
 Honky-tonks and theaters from Memphis to Mars
 Most of our shows were a triumph of rock
 Although some nights I might have been checking the clock
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 I'm only human though I'm super at times
 I jump off of risers I should not have climbed
 Rock jumps won't kill you 'til one of them does
 Well they'll say "He died doing what he loved"
 We got our share of loving in our past
 Although we were all looking for someone who'd last
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 Well, it must be hard to get partnered with me
 Some narcissism, some OCD
 Well Love that comes easy's a fake or a fluke
 Love is a marathon, sometimes you puke
 Speaking of which there has been alcohol
 Oceans and oceans, but that isn't all
 Mountains of weed, a handful of pills
 None of the hard stuff, that shit kills
 We've been doin' this longer than you've been alive
 Twenty good years of about twenty-five
 One, two, three
 Rock 'n' roll's been very very good to me
 The open road's is the only place I wanna be X2
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 I'm not crazy about songs that get self-referential
 And most of this stuff should be kept confidential
 But who even gives half a fuck anymore
 You should know the truth, it's both a blast and a bore
 Rock stars were once such mythical creatures
 Up there with Presidents, playmates and preachers
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 Aw now you just do it cause it's what you do
 They throw underwear 'stead of money at you
 Now I've made a living out of shaking my ass
 And if you offer me an office, I'd have to pass
 But our jobs are all jobs, and sometimes they suck
 I love what I do, and I've had pretty good luck
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 All the fans are all clapping screaming and squealing
 And I won't lie to you, that's a pretty sweet feeling
 And I might butt heads with the guys in my band
 But I never once went to work for The Man
 The men and the woman like you have been hurt
 We're sharing this night that will soon be a blur
 We've been doin' this longer than you've been alive
 Get on the bus, and tell the driver to dri-i-ive
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 Rock 'n' roll's been very very good to me
 The open road's the only place I wanna be 3X
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 I said: The open road's
 The only place I wanna be
 Oh yeah
 Y-E-A-H...!