Fear and Self-Loathing in Las Vegas

Got to make it to showtime

Nowhere to hide to get down to the pool outside

If the weather is good

Then later have dinner

Then a massage in the room

Try to get some rest in the afternoon

Read a good book

Take a phone off the hook

Meditate for a while

Better outlook getting ready for my new suit

Gotta make it to showtime

Learn how to love myself

'Cause that's bound to help get rid

Of the self-loathing in Las Vegas

Underneath the Nevada desert night sky

Go to see Bill Medley in the lounge

Feel sad Sam Butera's not around

Still good times, though

To be above ground

Don't let nobody bring me down

Even though my agent is in town, yeah

Recording studio's only ten minutes away

Try to get down a few new songs to break up the day

Sign an affidavit for the court case I'm involved in

Have to do this just so I can see my kids, pretend everything is alright

Have to make it through the show tonight

Thank God, I don't get stage fright

Leave my brothers behind backstage tryna unwind

Get in closer to the showtime

Hit the stage with my smile

I finally made it

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Ain't you glad you made it?

Glad you made it here tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and self-loathing in Las Vegas

Step right up

Step right up now

Ain't you glad you made it here tonight?

Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight