Well I got a truckload, of trouble in my hands
Listen to the radio, much more than I can tend
Tell it to the neighbours tell it to the judge
Do me a favour get me outta this sludge 

Well Well Well, there’s more than I can tell
It’s the same ol’situation, just like livin in Hell

(Hey it’s a culture curse the culture curse)
There’s nothin’ they can do, cause it’s only getting worse
(Culture curse, the cutlure curse)
From the Bottom of the barrel till the bullseye burst
(Culture curse, the culture curse)
We’re in a culture curse

Laid out on the carpet laid on the floor
Still believin in me do ya? While I’m calling you a whore
I’ll be back before morning I will be faithfull to you
Why expect me to behave? As you know i never do

Well Well Well, there’s more than I can tell
It’s the same ol’situation, just like livin in Hell

(Hey it’s a culture curse the culture curse)
There’s nothin’ they can do, cause it’s only getting worse
(Culture curse, the cutlure curse)
From the Bottom of the barrel till the bullseye burst
(Culture curse, the culture curse)
We’re in a culture curse

We’re spending our live digging our own graves
Walking endless miles, living endless days
Well, I’m stepping out of this eternal race
By stickin’ my sixstring up your face

(Hey it’s a culture curse the culture curse)
There’s nothin’ they can do, cause it’s only getting worse
(Culture curse, the cutlure curse)
From the Bottom of the barrel till the bullseye burst
(Culture curse, the culture curse)
We’re in a culture curse