Şarkı Sözünü Düzelt

Şarkı

I, I, I'm uneducated, my clothes outdated I don't stand politically correct I still hate small talk, dig fast cars and hard rock Still like talkin' about sex, sex, sex, sex I should be expressing all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'll make the cover of every magazine 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 It's monkey see then monkey do Well, I'm not yours I've got an old water bed I like to trip into the dead Keep a poster of KISS on my wall I still curse and smoke and drink and toke But makin' love in the back of my car 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 like that home grown, mind blowing You bring it, I'll roll it They see strange talking, mind stopping Asses swinging, street walking, floozies So step inside my nightmare, baby Welcome to my trip I cannot pretend and I will not defend Why this good old boy's so tragically unhip