"Tragically Unhip" as written by Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, Rikki Rocket and Blues Saraceno....
I'm uneducated
My clothes outdated
I'm not politically correct

I still hate small talk
And fast cars and hard rock
Still adds up my?

I should be expressing
All my inner repression
I guess depression's now a cultural thing

My record company says
Blow my brains out my head
I make the cover of every magazine

[Chorus]
Step inside my nightmare
Welcome to my trip
I cannot pretend and I will not defend
Why this good old boy's so tragically unhip

I still like bad girls
Who rock me hard in my world
Its monkey see and monkey do
When I'm?

I got an old waterbed
I like to trip into the dead
I've keep a poster of Kiss on my wall

I still curse, smoke, drink and toke
And make love in the back of my car

[Chorus]

I like that home grown
Mind blowing
You're bringing
Are rolling

They see strange stalking
Mind stopping
Ass swinging
Street walking
Floozies

[Chorus]


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"Tragically Unhip" as written by Bobby Dall Blues Saraceno

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