Kindred Spirit - White Trash | Текст песни

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Life ain´t easy for a rebel like me. What you´ve got coming ain´t always what you see. Face up to it, take the rough with the smooth. Some your gonna win, some your gonna lose

They call me White Trash, but they don´t understand. I´m the heart and the soul, I´m the blood of this land. I´m a rebel on the wrong side of the law. Just looking for the time, I can settle the score

I´m just another product of the second rate school. Where they take away your pride and treat you like a fool. So I get by just anyway that I can. Try to break the shackles of the Working class man

They call me White Trash, but they don´t understand. I´m the heart and the soul, I´m the blood of this land. I´m a rebel on the wrong side of the law. Just looking for the time, I can settle the score

A beer in my hand, and I´m doing fine. Had my share of trouble, I've walked the line. My rebel flags flying, I´ve got colours there to match. Fighting, drinking, laughing, rebel called White Trash

They call me White Trash, but they don´t understand. I´m the heart and the soul, I´m the blood of this land. I´m a rebel on the wrong side of the law. Just looking for the time, I can settle the score. They call me White Trash, but they don´t understand. I´m the heart and the soul, I´m the blood of this land.