From the Inside - Alice Cooper

I got lost on the road somewhere

Was it Texas or was it Canada

Drinking whiskey in the morning light

I work the stage all night long

At first we laughed about it My long-haired drunken friends

Proposed a toast to Jimmy’s ghost

I never dreamed that I would wind up on the losing end

I’m stuck here on the inside looking out

I’m just another case

Where’s my makeup where’s my face on the inside

All got your kicks from what you saw up there

Eight bucks even buys a folding chair

I was downing seagrams on another flight

And I worked that stage all night long

You were screaming for the villain 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 looking out

That’s no big disgrace

Where’s my makeup where’s my face on the inside