Not Dead Yet by Styx

Written by Ralph Covert

Well I was born too late to be a Rolling Stone

I don't know Jerry Lee, I never met John and Yoko.

Standin' with a Strat, I'm Rock and 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.

Oh no, I'm not dead yet.

I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back.

You'd better get a bigger gun, I'm not dead yet.

I've been machine-gunned, hand-gunned, hijacked, left for dead.

Dive-bombed, napalmed, nuclear warheaded.

Dropped from a jet plane with no parachute.

Shot by a firing squad and raped by a business suite.

I'm dancin' on a land mine baby one leg left.

And I can still crawl and I'm not dead yet.

I'm not dead yet.

No, I'm not dead yet.

I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back.

You'd better get a bigger gun I'm not dead yet.

Well you're big, tough, mean, rough,

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.

Oh 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 hitman 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.

Well, I'm a wild card hidin' in the middle of the deck

You better get a bigger gun, you better get your poison pen.

Not dead yet,

Not me,

I'm not dead yet.

Well I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back.

You'd better get a bigger gun. Go. go. go.

I'm not dead yet.

Not dead yet.

I'm not dead yet.

Touch this face.

I'm not dead yet.

I'm not dead yet.

Well I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back.

You'd better get a bigger gun, I'm not dead yet.