I'm uneducated

My clothes outdated

I'm not politically correct

I still hate small talk

And fast cars and hard rock

Still adds up my?

I should be expressing

All my inner repression

I guess depression's now a cultural thing

My record company says

Blow my brains out my head

I make the cover of every magazine

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Step inside my nightmare

Welcome to my trip

I cannot pretend and I will not defend

Why this good old boy's so tragically unhip

I still like bad girls

Who rock me hard in my world

Its monkey see and monkey do

When I'm ?

I got an old waterbed

I like to trip into the dead

I've keep a poster of KISS on my wall

I still curse, smoke, drink and toke

and make love in the back of my car

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Solo

I like that home grown

Mind blowing

You're bringing

R rolling

They see strange stalking

Mind stopping

Ass swinging

Street walking

Floozies

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