Crusin' the strips to young for the bars

Lookin' for change in the back of my car

Doggin' the cops we were up to no good

Takin' chance after chance gittin high any way you could 



Hard as a brick lord they couldnt tell me anything at all

Better judgement went south with a few sips of alcohol

Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell 

Kept a knife in my pocket cause I thought I could handle myself



Went off to school found a new set of friends

Used better drugs to help me fit in

I'd skip every class atleast 2 days a week

I didn't need a lecture near as much as the sleep



Hard as a brick lord they coundt teach me anything at all

Better judgement went south with a few pictures of alcohol

Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell

No need for religon man I thought I could handle myself