I'm not perfect, I my weak sides If I have a bad day, you'll a lot to endure You don't need to tell me, how I should I need to go to church en where I should care about
I sometimes drink too much, then I don't what I say I talk to every girls and you get rid of me my big mouth I always say too much Then I to run for my life, and I'm screwed again
Wowowowow! is me! I was a student, I always wanted to go home Horst is a rural village, but there's my home (*1) Still I think so to do, I can't stay here too long I to leave everything behind, let those 'knammels' rot away (*2)
I have time nothing and no one, my band is my Everytime I need to take and I can never And sure I want to study, but I'm too I'll get herpes even I'm only thinking about a job!
Farmervillage, farmerlanguage, farmerdick! That's where I live, what I speak and how I
They laugh about my haircut: "When's the finishing that?" "Get that out of your nose and get rid of that tattoo" I laugh a and think: "Just Drop deda!" "Your isn't gold either, look in the toilet"
You to take me as I am I change 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 Horst is the village Roelofs lives) (*2 As this is not my dialect, I have no idea what are)