I'm uneducated
  My clothes outdated
  I don't stand politically correct
    I still hate small talk
  And fast cars and hard rock
  Still like talkin' about 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 make the cover of every magazine
    Chorus:
  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
    Chorus
  Solo
    I like that home grown
  Mind blowing
  You're bringing
  R rolling
    They see strange stalking
  Mind stopping
  Ass swinging
  Street walking
  Floozies
    Chorus