Strange living with a name   They get the best of me   But I'm gon' walk away      I don't complaint, I got much to gain   So they keep testing me   And I keep feeding their face      But they could go off and hit the road   And what would I care?   I like going nowhere      I got the reigns, courage I was made of   And they got the fake love   So I know I must show      It's my show, I must go   With my soul not my hand   Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul      Pearls, necklaces and girls   And all the pretty thing   I ain't seeking to have      It's safe to say   If I don't get this out of me   I might quite easily end up dead      Mad cross my T's, try to dot my eyes   But that's blinding me   I ain't living that way      I roll my sleeves   And make me a better man of me   I might easily just give up on the show      Yes, my show, I must go   With my soul not my hand   Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul      I must show, it's my show, I must go   With my soul by my hand   Where I stand it's my role, it's my soul      It's my show, it's my show