Tragically Unhip

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My clothes outdated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 about 16, 18



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 baby

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 around you



I got an old waterbed

I like trippin' to the dead

I've keep a poster of Kiss on my wall



I still curse, smoke, drink and toke

and making love in the back of my car



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I like that home grown

Mind blowing

You bringing

R rolling



They see strange talking

Mind stopping

Ass swinging

Street walking

Floozies



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