I see it all, I get it, I promise you I do 

Your mom walked out on you when you were only two 

You’ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor 

You’re a dad three times over and you’re only twenty-four 



The Christians on the radio, they act like you’re scum 

Self-righteous condescending bastards, each and every one 

I don’t read the Bible but I try to love you, man 

Every flaw and violent act, I think I understand 



But your dogs, your dogs, what’s fun about those? 

And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? 

The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography 

Don’t you think you’d want to be 

Just a little bit more like me? 



I still have high hopes you could join our community 

There’s more of us than you now, but we’d welcome the diversity 

You’re not white trash, like the other neighbors say 

If you want to challenge stereotyping, join the PTA 



At night, when your pit bulls are scaring our children 

My wife, I’ll be honest here, wants me to shoot them 

And sometimes I let my fantasies run 



But that’s only at night, when I’m not really thinking 

And you’re listening to Metallica in your backyard and drinking 

The rest of the time I think we get along fine 

I never judge you, I’m a live-and-let-live guy 



But your dogs, your dogs, what’s fun about those? 

And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? 

The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography 

Don’t you think you’d want to be 

Just a little bit more like me?