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much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.
White trash, second generation, white
much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.

White trash, 2nd generation, white
Get your dead on 

Drug...Face...Loved by no one 
Little miss white trash America 
Dead...Head...Loves no one 
Get your dead on 
Get your dead
Hosanna
First impressions
Hosanna
Papal did visit, human trash
Waste
Prostrate, yellow-white umbrellas
Roam around
Universal love, for them,
down on your knees  time for cake and sodomy 
White trash get down on your knees  time for cake and sodomy 

VCR's and vaseline, tv-fucked by plastic
kids 
Went to school with some rich kids 
Bussed me half way across town 

Call us white trash and no count 
Call us white trash and no count 
Call
about to be
Wrecked by the things you did to me
Though it's not easy to forget

when I feel like a reject from a freakshow
Picking up the white trash from
Don't yell "white power" at me you white trash piece of shit. I'm not your god damn brother. I won't stand here and watch you draw lines in the sand
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
hard to see the white line rollin' by
I can't forget her memory deep inside

I dropped a bundle down in Panama
But the loss didn't do me no good
fight infections
Do the trash collection and deliver the mail
And we're all (and we're all)
Delivered by the Bloodmobile
[Verse One: performed by ADMoney]
Listen up here's a tale about a white kid
That had to make some cash
Dropped out of school ain't never went
Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
Made from the trash I dug out 'the heap, with my own fair hands
Every night, I'm back
to believe me
Just want you to release me
I'm the son of a preacher
Ain't no angels in my head
You're preachin' snow-white
But the stain on your
Who died and crowned me everybody's everything
I'm even busting my butt through the weekend
By the time I get home there's not an ounce of sanity
to smell

i got this low brow, white trash smoking my tongue and i'm being kissed like a kid
they got this hi-fi, big sound
bleeding my ears and I can't
She turned up her nose as she walked by my Cadillac
From the corner of my eye I saw you and you laughed
You were sittin' on the swing on your front
Built in the belly of junk by the river my cabin stands
Made from the trash I dug out 'the heap, with my own fair hands
Every night, I'm back
. I've never been your kind of white.(No way!)
I ain't that kind of white 'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.

If you're offended by this
In time, the white lights a train
Bearing down on me

[Chorus]

I won't feel the hurt
I'm not trash any longer
That which doesn't kill me
Only
By the skin o'my teeth

No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on to life
By the skin o'my teeth

I won't feel the hurt
I'm not trash any longer
solution
Police brutality´s just social pollution 

Beat all the white trash
Beat whoever you see
Don´t need a reason
(We´re) L.A.P.D. 

They say
I see the world through the eyes of an idiot
Talkin' big white trash
Before the girls an boys inside of my soul
They make my path
In the mirror
By the skin o'my teeth

No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on to life
By the skin o'my teeth

I won't feel the hurt
I'm not trash any longer
How many of you people are white trash?

Way back in junior high I could of swore my name was white boy
(What's up white boy?)
There was all types