I drive past a girl who seams worriless
With her long pea coat and tight red corset
Fishnets and knee-high boots are daily dress
In this town, what you see is what you get
Here there are farmers in metal bands
They can see that they’re not the status quo
They say “to hell” with conformist demands
They live there lives and don’t care if you know
Individuality is their ideal
There’s no façade here for you to see
They are themselves and they are so real
Their town motto is “don’t bullshit me”
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