i'm so lost
i'll never be found
my head's in the sky
my feet can't find the ground

and when i die
don't send me no Angels
i'll find my own way
by walking in circles

there's no jack daniel's
the devil's got none

kentucky straight bourbon whisky
got me on the run

steve, pete and evil
went out for a drink
i asked, “are you the devil
in the guise of jimmy beam?”

he said, "i ain’t no gentleman jack
but you’re on the right track
things aren't quite what they seem
in hell there's only jimmy beam

and when you die
we won't send you no angels
you'll find your way
with a bottle of jack daniel's”

i said, "don't wanna play
no more air-guitar"
made a deal with the devil
i was driving my car”

said, "i'm growing old
with nothin' sold
no where to go
and my hair won't grow”

and when you die
they don't send you no angels
you'll find your way
with a bottle of jack daniel's

well i waited for my life
to get on track
life in the fast lane
no looking back

don't trust the devil
wonder 'bout god too
found a lot of trouble
trouble's nothing new

and when i die
don't send me no angels
i'll find my way
with a bottle of jack daniel's

”...don't wanna play no more air guitar...”