Letra de White Trash (Album)
I'm finally on the up and up A lil' 401K Traded in my trailer park For a baby hood with a gateWe finally got a castle Last one on the right, you can't miss it Upgraded from the barbed wire Now I got a nice picket I can play high class all day but some things never changeI can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the lineCar engine from a flowerbed In a whiskey bottle base Cadillac on a cinderblock Duct tape on every other thingMilk carton in the sunroom Bugs out the back scream Dog hair on the restoration highway Who says you can't have nice things?I can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep my roots from showing But I'm still dishwater blind And I can't keep my white trash off the lineNew money, old habits Loveseat in the plastic Steak fingers in a basket New money, old habitsI can't hide it in a closet I can't stuff it in a trunk I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk I can keep it clean on Sundays And keep the lights and water on But I can't keep my white trash off the lineGot more rooms than the Jones' Y'all and I'm still addin' on But I can't keep my white trash off the lineI'm finally on the up and up I'm finally on the up and up