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Written by Ralph Covert
Lead Vocals by Dennis DeYoung
Well I was born too late to be a Rolling Stone
I don`t know Jerry Lee I never me John & Yoko
Standin` with a strat, I`m rock `n` roll`s bastard son
Go out get drunk get wild have fun
I don`t got a million dollars don`t drive a Cadillac
Give me half a chance `cause I`m not dead yet
I`m not dead yet
I`m not dead yet
I`m a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back
You better get a bigger gun I`m not dead yet
I`ve been machine-gunned handgunned hijacked left for dead
Dive-bombed napalmed nuclear warheaded
Dropped from a jet plane with no parachute
Shot by a firing squad & raped by a business suit
I`m dancin` on a land mine baby one leg left
And I can still crawl and I`m not dead yet
Well you`re bigger tougher meaner rougher
Dirtier and uglier and sneakier and trickier
You wanna shoot me with a gun, cut me with a knife
Take your bare hands baby rip out my eyes
You knocked me to the floor then you bit me in the neck, well
Hit me again cause I`m not dead yet
I`m not dead yet, no no
I`m not dead yet
Well I`m a wild card hidin` in the middle of the deck
You better get a bigger gun, you better get a bigger gun
Well there`s a mugger in the alley there`s a sniper in the hall
There`s a girl at the bar wants to get me by my balls
And the hangman is hangin`, if I autograph the noose
Lee Harvey Oswald`s brother`s on the loose
Mafia hit man with a bullet for my neck
Some day he`s gonna get me but I`m not dead yet
I`m not dead yet
I`m not dead yet
I`m a wild card hidin` in the middle of the deck
You better get a bigger gun, you better get your poison pen
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