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I am into showbiz, I am a road manager
Dya know a sexy chick? I got a pass for her
Touring can be boring, but not for me
You got to entertain yourself, I got a special hobby:
I fk with the support band, I remember when
We had a s**tty little group, called "Freak Kitchen"
Im always in the mode for, lets say, any kind of dope
I asked the drummer if he wanted some, but he said "nope"
Well I couldnt believe what I just heard
The drummer of this group was this astonishing nerd
The singer and guitarist and the bass player as well
If I only had the guts Id tell m: go to hell!
Instead I turned around and asked a guy from the crew
To go and get a girl that we all can screw
You see, I an a**hole and a real hypocrite
And my wife and kids dont know hippo-s**t
I rather be a jerk, than being hip like you
I rather be a jerk, than do the s**t you do
I rather be a jerk, than snort til I turn blue
I rather be a jerk, I rather be a jerk
An or*y a day keeps the Mrs away
Im a road manager in a giant ashtray
And when my conscience knocks on the door
I bury myself in horse as a cure
And a prostitute, then I shoot some more
I rather be a jerk, than being hip like you
I rather be a jerk, than do the s**t you do
I rather be a jerk, than snort til I turn blue
I rather be a jerk, I rather be a jerk