I'm not perfect, I have my sides If I have a bad day, you'll a lot to endure You don't need to tell me, how I should That I need to go to church en where I should about
I sometimes drink too much, then I know what I say I talk to 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 Horst is just a rural village, but there's my (*1) I think so much to do, I can't stay here too long I need to leave everything behind, let those 'knammels' rot (*2)
I have time and no one, my band is my life Everytime I need to and I can never give And I want to study, but I'm too busy I'll get herpes even when I'm thinking about a job!
Farmervillage, farmerlanguage, farmerdick! That's where I live, what I and how I feel
They laugh about my haircut: "When's the finishing that?" "Get ring out of your nose and get rid of that tattoo" I laugh a and think: "Just Drop deda!" "Your shit isn't gold either, in the toilet"
You need to me as I am I won't change myself, that's not to happen What you see is what you get, and that's, me! Walk my own way the day I choke
(* this whole is in a dialect from the South of the Netherlands) (*1 Horst is the village Roelofs lives) (*2 As this is not my dialect, I have no idea 'knammels' are)