I’m so sick and tired of being told what to do. Today it stops. No longer will I sing the blues. I’ll say "shit" and "cocksucker." I’ll call you a motherfucker. If you don’t like it, you can kiss my ass. It's an open mic. Don’t get uptight. There may be words you have never heard. Shut your mouth. Open your ears. Open your minds. Now drink your beers. I’ll play Johnny Cash. I’ll sing really bad. If you don’t like it, you can leave the room. I’ll fuck up and make mistakes. I’m not perfect. But, none of us really are. (Even though some of us think we are.) If I’m mad or I’m glad, if I’m happy or I’m sad, If I’m horny, oh, it just doesn’t matter. It's my mouth. It's my guitar. I’ll express myself any way that I can. It's an open mic. Don’t get uptight. There may be words you have never heard. Shut your mouth. Open your ears. Open your minds. Now drink your beers. I’ll smoke dope. I’ll talk about sex. I’ll sing naughty songs to your girlfriend. I’ll drink booze. I’ll drive real fast. In fact I may just break every law in the land. I’ll sing for fun. I’ll sing for free. I’ll make you laugh and cry. I’ll make you think really hard. I’m not a Baptist or a Fascist. But I got my point of view. If you don’t like it, you can go and fuck yourself too. It's an open mic. Don’t get uptight. There may be words you have never heard. Shut your mouth. Open your ears. Open your minds. Now drink your beers. |