Iris DeMent - Hardsores

I don't know what you want You and your silly stomp You shave your malformed head And wish that you were dead And every single timeyou blow your silly mind With model airplane glue I don't know who you are I don't see any prose You go and get a trick Then get a pimply dick And every time you wait You have to masturbate Oh, it dont ring true Wait, don't stop And now I'm done with this And it's so vicious You criticize my view Then criticize my tunes But there's just one thing Its gonna make me sing Oh, i dont need you