I was born into a yuppie family
and I don't really know what's going on around me
except that you're talling me to be a criminal,
but criminals arn't supposed to do as their told.
I walk home everyday and see those pretty straight ladies,
hustling fake straight ladies who think they're hot ****.
In love with themselves, seems like one big oxymoron to me.
But what do I know?
Poor little rich girl, born and raised,
twist an shout, adored and praised.
All the pole workers down town tell me i need to get out.
I'm living in this contradictory fantasy land
and I can't understand.
people like Tipper or Johnny play in rock n' roll bands.
Everything less radical, less personal.
Momma was a writer, Daddy was a surgen.
If you **** Jesus, are you still a virgin?
I used to think the big haired ladies were pretty hip,
but things blow up and ruin it.
That's why you gotta keep changing, man.
You gotta stay free.
Cause someone with less money ain't never gonna help me.
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