This ain't about the hair
The boots or the leather
Are you in it to win it
Just for the marijuana
Where the flashbulbs stop
Where no one else cares
The fashions that you wear don't attract any stares
They splash us down and put nails on the floor
? insides on all the front doors
When you chase away your dress and your favorite songs
When you sell all the records and say so what
Will you find another place where you think you belong
Will you get in their faces
And will you say they're wrong
They're wrong
They're wrong
They're wrong
They're wrong
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