Dirtbag Kid

Well there a man looks out his window From his Oklahoma home that's been trapping him inside Sometimes he wishes he could just pick up and go But he's too proud of what he owns and he won't swallow his pride, oh In the hills of San Francisco There's a dirty little shit, or at least in his father's eyes And he won't play his old man's games of superficial and sacrifice Because he knows there's more to life than just working to survive So f*ck your car and f*ck your fancy shoes I'm not gonna do one damn thing that you tell me to You say that I'm unfit to join your band of hypocrites, but this so Called dirtbag kid just sees a zoo Now empty memories just litter the floor As a man disconnects from what he had, who he was before A hint of jealousy, and itch he can't ignore buries the world that he built In fantasies of something more Well I don't know Just how far that kid can go, running down that edge But the freedom in those hills opened up beneath those wheels seems A little better than inheriting his dad's regret So f*ck your car and f*ck your fancy shoes I'm not gonna do one damn thing that you tell me to You say that I'm unfit to join your band of hypocrites, but this so Called dirtbag kid just sees a zoo Well old man Jones just went and bought himself a boat And you look to him with hope that you'll be comfortable someday But Jones, he knows he's got a couple more years to go Before retirement repays him for the time he pissed away Well there's a void pulling you down That you can't seem to fill with all your toys and business deals In a world that's bent to suppress the sound From the cries from your freewill from the cage beneath your bills So f*ck your car and f*ck your fancy shoes I'm not gonna do one damn thing that you tell me to You say that I'm unfit to join your band of hypocrites, but this so Called dirtbag kid just sees a zoo