Since Age Twelve, I've Felt Like I'm

I'm Kinda Rather Make People Laugh I Guess Or Cry Or Whatever But Bragging About What I Have For Me Personally Uncharacteristic I Guess.

They Say Music Can Alter Moods And Talk To You.

I Like Gay Men, Right Ken?

All I See Is Sissies In Magazines Smiling... Whatever Happened To Wildin' Out And Being Violent? Whatever Happened To Catching A Good, Old-fashioned, Passionate Ass Whoopin'? And Getting Your Shoes, Coat And Your Hat Tooken?

I Was Poor White Trash, No Glitter, No Glamour, But I'm Not Ashamed Of Anything.