Hey Kid

Mama takes offence at you livin' in sin The system chews you up as you start to begin Kids got tattoos, rings in his ears Everything's come true that his mama fears Raised in a latrine on a dead end street I was a gang bang scoundrel of the social elite Its the same old story, never get a second chance The system never fails but you gotta make a stance Chorus Hey Kid! Hey Kid! Look what ya did Hey Kid! Hey Kid! Whoa oh! Hey Kid! Hey Kid! Mama blew her lid Hey Kid! Hey Kid! Whoa oh! I got my education at the school of hard knocks The pushers and the shovers you can stuff your rocks My teachers had the qualities you need for president They were rich, two faced and mentally bent I broke out of school at the age of sixteen I was a rebel rouser like Jimmy Dean I had a chip on my shoulder as big as the world But I knew a thing or two about gettin' the girls