I’m a jailhouse poet, a genius, a fool
I’m the pimp who’s lost her cool yeah baby
I’m your first class taste in a second class town
I’m a loaded gun pointed at the mirror
A drugstore cowboy whose end is near yeah baby
I’m a big time schemer with broken down dreams
I’m a derelict rebel without a cause
I ain’t the cat with the sharpest claws no baby
Cause sometimes life just ain’t what it seems
Yeah, yeah, yeah… I’m chasing nickels and dimes
While the rest of the world passes me by
Nah, nah, nah… I’m just wasting my time
I’m just sitting here and wondering why
And just like you I’m wondering why
~lyrics provided by Social Distortion
