Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Well, I came down to Nashville in 1993

 'Cause my friend Jim said Nashville had money growin' right on the trees

 So I thought I'd go pick some, and I don't mean musically.

 Now it's 4 years later, and I'm wonderin' where I went wrong

Shook a lotta hands, ate a lotta lunch, wrote a lotta dumbass songs

 But I couldn't get a break in Nashville, if I tried my whole life long

 So, fuck this town...fuck this town

Fuck it end-to-end, fuck it up and down

Can't get noticed -- can't get found -- can't get a cut, so

Fuck this town.

Hey, this ain't country-western!

It's just soft-rock feminist crap!

And I thought they'd struck bottom back back in the days of Ronnie Milsap

Now they can't stop the flood of assholes: there ain't a big enough ASCAP.

Sure, I like old Tim Carroll, and BR5-49

But Nashville don't need that noise, no,

Nashville'll do just fine

As long as there's a moron market

And a faggot in a hat to sign.

 Fuck this town! Fuck this town!

Fuck...this...town.