I'm not perfect, I my weak sides If I have a bad day, you'll have a lot to You don't to tell me, how I should live That I need to go to church en where I should care
I sometimes too much, then I don't know what I say I to every girls and you can't get rid of me With my big I always say too much Then I to run for my life, and I'm screwed again
Wowowowow! is me! When I was a student, I always wanted to go is just a rural village, but there's my home (*1) Still I think so much to do, I can't stay too long I need to everything behind, let those 'knammels' rot away (*2)
I have time and no one, my band is my life Everytime I need to take and I can give And sure I want to study, but I'm too I'll get even when I'm only thinking about a job!
Farmervillage, farmerlanguage, farmerdick! That's I live, what I speak and how I feel
They laugh about my "When's the barber finishing that?" "Get that out of your nose and get rid of that tattoo" I laugh a little and "Just Drop deda!" "Your shit isn't either, look in the toilet"
You to take me as I am I won't myself, that's not going to happen you see is what you get, and that's, that's me! Walk my own way the day I choke
(* this whole song is in a dialect from the of the Netherlands) (*1 is the village Marco Roelofs lives) (*2 As this is not my dialect, I have no what 'knammels' are)