Just give me five so I can step outside
Or even give me three and I'll be satisfied
But if you give me none at all
You're gonna see me climb that wall
And you know you're gonna see me fall
I can't take it
Take all the nights that a man can give
Make all the days so a man can live
But if you take up every hour
You're gonna take up all my power
And you know you're gonna turn me sour
I can't take it, whoa-oh
I can't take it, woo-hoo
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door
Give me all your money in your dark, brown vase
You've even got my soul in your dark, brown case
But baby, can't you see outside?
You know you've got my fingers tied
And you know you're gonna hurt my pride
I can't take it, woo-hoo
I can't take it, woo-hoo
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door, yeah-eh-eh
Give me all your money in your dark, brown vase
You've even got my soul inside your dark, brown case
But baby, can't you see outside?
You know you've got my fingers tied
And you know you're gonna hurt my pride
I can't take it, whoa-oh
I can't take it, no, no
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door, whoa
I can't take it, whoa, no, no
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door
I can't take it
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door
I can't take it, take it
I can't take it anymore
I can't take it
Place a lock upon my door
Hey, hey
Hoo-hoo
I Can’t Take It - Live was written by Pete Ham.
I Can’t Take It - Live was produced by Joey Molland & Mark Healey.