I, I, I'm uneducated, my clothes outdated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