White Trash - Klinik

Between the trailer and the door And the cars on blocks and the hogs Out in the front yard, where us kids played, no grass Yeah, it was mama, in her house shoes Smokin' Salem lights with a tattoo You add it all up That's why they call us white trash Well, if they'd had their way, they'd have thrown us away like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up, stacked on the curb in their mind Their daddies didn't want us hanging 'round their girls And they told every son they had, "Don't even think about it Taking out white trash" Now between her beamer and her Ray Bans And her spring break seaside tan Hell I could see she was on her own side of the tracks Oh, you know I knew her from school Yeah, she ran with the boys that were cool Well, as far as I knew she wanted nothing to do with white trash Well, if they'd had their way, they'd have thrown us away like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up, stacked on the curb in their mind Their daddies didn't want us hanging 'round their girls They told every son they had, "Boy, don't even think about it Taking out white trash", oh, yeah That girl is my baby now We live right here in this town Got a bunch of kids running around Ain't it funny how it all turned out? If they'd had their way, they'd have thrown us away like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up, stacked on the curb in their mind And their daddies didn't want us hanging 'round their girls And they whipped their boy's white ass All for even thinking 'bout taking white trash Thank God I know something 'bout running 'round with white trash

I'm finally on the up and up A lil' 401K Traded in my trailer park For a baby hood with a gate We finally got a castle Last one on the right, you can't miss it Upgraded from the barbed wire Now I got a nice picket I can play high class all day but some things never change I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the line Car engine from a flowerbed In a whiskey bottle base Cadillac on a cinderblock Duct tape on every other thing Milk carton in the sunroom Bugs out the back scream Dog hair on the restoration highway Who says you can't have nice things? I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep my roots from showing But I'm still dishwater blind And I can't keep my white trash off the line New money, old habits Loveseat in the plastic Steak fingers in a basket New money, old habits I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the line Got more rooms than the Jones' Y'all and I'm still addin' on But I can't keep my white trash off the line I'm finally on the up and up I'm finally on the up and up

One of us will be betrayed it's not enough for you to say "I'm sorry" or lie about it all yer a meglo-nymph & yer mating call is Money & religion, segregation & division Your dirty cash in the pockets of the wicked politicians Lobbying for slavery in a new and modern way Repenting when yer caught, but this is what i say: Yer sick, i hate you ya stupid motherfucker Yer so fuckin' blind ya have no fuckin' mind Yer nazi white-trash yer words come out like shit Yer so fuckin' sick yer such a fuckin' prick Ya have that special something that "sprite in you appeal" Ya think that we all love you but this is how you make us feel Yer sweaty, fuckin ignorant A product of conditioning Eugenics, social darwinisim, an excuse for yer positioning Yer crass & evil ways are all that got you there today I hope you get shot, and this is what we say Yer sick, i hate you ya stupid motherfucker Yer so fuckin' blind ya have no fuckin' mind Yer nazi white-trash yer words come out like shit Yer so fuckin' sick yer such a fuckin' prick One of us will be betrayed And time kills us all So we say... we hope you die sooner