Livin’ Here In Harrison (parody of “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd)

 

(VERSE 1:)
Boredom is seekin’ in
Sunday all spent to see my kin
Hearin’ songs about depression
I miss Phoenix once again
And I think it’s a sin, yes!

Well I heard why some people move here
Well, I heard to get away from the city
Well, I hope they all will remember
A city man don’t need to be here anyhow

(CHORUS:)
Livin’ here in Harrison
Where the stores close at five
Livin’ here in Harrison
Where there’s nothing at all to do!

(VERSE 2:)
At Wal-Mart we all go hang out
There ain’t nothing else here to do, boo hoo hoo
Leavin’ here does not bother me,
Does me leavin’ bother you?
Tell the truth!

(CHORUS:)
Livin’ here in Harrison
Where hillbillies live
Livin’ here in Harrison
Where there’s cars up on blocks!

(RAP:)
Yo, Yo, Yo
I’m livin’ here in harrison –
not a place to have any fun.
So many people around here own guns and they go hunt.

This town so boring,
That I spend every morning sittin’ at home
And never answering the phone.

This town causes so much depression,
it makes a person go in regrettion.
And you see a lot of 100 year old traditions!
And a lot of redneck and hillbilly additions!
And a lot of confederatism
and a little bit of unneccessary racism!

This town don’t go with the times,
Why do you think ever place closes at 5?
And makes Wal-Mart the only place open?
And I see a bunch of cowboys ropin’?
Nothing to do, so I’m just lophin’ around!
not ever bein’ proud to live here,
I gotta get out!
So sick and tired of livin’ here in boredom land!

(CHORUS 2X)

Lost

UNHAPPY.  WITHOUT A SOUL.
LIFE IS IN MISERY.
WHAT AM I TO DO.  I DON’T KNOW.

I WAS PUT HERE TO BE EVERYONE’S PUNCHING BAG.
I WAS PUT HERE SO PEOPLE CAN HAVE SOMEONE TO
   HATE ON.

THE ONLY LOVE I HAVE IS MY MUSIC. 
AIN’T GOT NO WIFE, NO GIRL.  JUST MUSIC.
THE ONLY THING I REALLY CARE FOR.

NO FATHER FIGURE –
DAD WANTS ME TO BE HAPPY, BUT HE WANTS ME TO STAY
   HERE,
SO HE WON’T HELP ME GO WHERE I WANNA GO!
HE WON’T EVEN ENCOURAGE ME TO BE WHAT I WANNA BE!
AND WHEN I TELL HIM ISSUES, HE BLAMES IT ON ME!
IT’S NOT MY FAULT I GOT THESE PROBLEMS.
THE FAULT IS WHAT HAPPENED AROUND ME IN MY LIFE.
TESTS TO STUDY FOR, HE NEVER WANTED TO HELP.
ACTING LIKE I COULD DO IT MYSELF.

AIN’T GOT NO FRIENDS.
PEOPLE SEE ME, HEAR I’M MISERABLE AND NONE EVER
    INVITE ME TO DO STUFF!
I SEE THAT SOME PEOPLE JUST LIKE TO GIVE ME A DIRTY
   LOOK LIKE I’M DOING SOMETHING WRONG.
GIVE ME A LOOK OF DISGUST AS IF I’M NOT LIKED BY THEM.
THEY STRIKE CONVOS WITH OTHERS YET SEE ME AND THEY
   LEAVE.
WHY IS ALL THIS SHIT HAPPENING TO ME?

TRY TO RESPECT AND LIKE AUTHORITY. 
BUT IT’S SO VERY HARD.
95% OF THEM TREATED ME LIKE I’M A CRIMINAL.
SEE ME DOIN’ MY THANG AND JUST HARASS ME!
BE DOIN’ MY JOB, AND ONE WOULD TREAT ME LIKE I AIN’T.
TELLIN’ ME I SPEND ALL NIGHT TALKIN’ AND NOT WORKIN’!
TELLIN’ ME I AIN’T DOIN’ MY JOB AS GOOD AS I CAN WHEN I
   AM!
EXPECTIN’ ME TO BE LIKE SUPERMAN AND HAVIN’ IT 200%
   CLEAN, WHEN I CAN’T!
TELLIN’ ME HOW TO DO THINGS, WHEN I ALREADY KNOW
   HOW TO DO IT!
BLAMIN’ ME FOR THINGS I AIN’T NEVER HAD DONE
SEARCHIN’ MY BAG FOR WEAPONS WHEN ALL I EVER
   OWNED IS A BUTTER KNIFE.
IF NUN’YA AIN’T GONNA BE NICE, WHY CAN’T YOU JUST
   LEAVE ME ALONE?

TRIED TO CHANGE MY LIFESTYLE AND ATTITUDE FOR YOU
   PEOPLE.
AND YOU STUPID FUCKERS NEVER NOTICE!
WHAT’S A PERSON GOTTA DO TO BE LIKED IN THIS WORLD?
WHAT’S A PERSON GOTTA DO TO FIT INTO THIS WORLD?

WHY DON’T YOU ALL JUST OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE WHY I
    AM WHO I AM,
QUIT IGNORIN’ ME AND LET ME IN
BECAUSE I’M SICK OF BEIN’ LEFT OUT OF THIS WORLD!
SICK OF BEIN’ ALL ALONE IN THIS WORLD!

BUT BECAUSE OF THE WAY YOU ALL TREAT ME,
I AIN’T GETTIN’ WHAT I NEED
SO MUSIC IS ALL I HAVE.
MUSIC NOW GIVES ME WHAT I NEED
MUSIC MAKES ME FEEL FREE!

You’re In Trouble

Oh-oh-oh-oh!

(Chorus:)You’re in trouble,
you don’t know what to do!
You’re in trouble,
he’s comin’ after you!
You’re in trouble,
oh!
You’re in trouble!

You’re just walkin’ down the street doin’ nothin’
he comes up to you and says,
“help me!” But you say, “Not me!”
Then he pulls you
and you’re kidnapped!
Oh!

(Chorus)

And then he pulls a gun on you and says,
“Do as I say and you won’t get hurt!”
You feel like callin’ your mother
but they won’t let you,
oh you!

You feel like callin’ the cops
but they won’t let you,
oh you!
Because

(Chorus)

So just remember your code
or you’ll go in the wrong place
then say goodbye to your life
because then you would die
because you are in trouble!
(Chorus 3x)

You’re in trouble, oh trouble!
Yes in trouble, be in trouble!
Nothing but trouble, in trouble!
Oh trouble!
You’re in trouble!

CRAP AT WALMART

 

CRAZY INSANE?
OR INSANE CRAZY?
YOU SAY I’M LAZY
BUT YOU JUST CRAZY
YOU THE ONE LAZY!
BETTER YET, YOU JUST INSANE!

THE ONLY WAY I STAY SANE IS MY MUSIC.
THE ONLY THING A FEW GET.
THIS RAP MAY BE CRAP, BUT I SPEAK THE TRUTH.
WHILE ALL YOU FOOLS HATIN’ ON ME, HOLLERIN’, “TRUCE,
     TRUCE!”
BUT I AIN’T BOUND TO SIGN NO FUCKIN’ TREATY, WHY?
BECAUSE ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS ARE ALL JUST
      GREEDY!
WISH LIFE HERE WAS LIKE A HOLOGRAM, AND JUST IN 3D!
I FEEL LIKE I’M IN JAIL 24-7
WON’T SOMEBODY PLEASE RELEASE ME?
PLEASE FREE ME!

WALMART, DON’T YOU START
YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT WHAT CARTS I LEAVE.
PLEASE!
YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT WHAT TRASH I LEAVE.
BETTER WATCH OUT, YOU AIN’T GOT A CLUE WHAT’S
     HIDDEN UP MY SLEEVE!

I KNOW BETTER.
I LEAST KNOW YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERYTHING,
   ANYTHING.
FOOLS BETTER BE LUCKY I DON’T SING.
AND WHEN I SCREAM, I’LL MAKE YOU DEAF
AND THAN MAKE YOU CONFESS THAT THE LOT ISN’T
    THAT BAD.
I THINK IT’S SAD.
YOUR BRAIN THINKS THE WAY IT DO!
YOU MAKE ME SO MAD.
THINK I’MA STICK YOUR HEAD TO THE WALL WITH SUPER-
      GLU!

YOU SAY I’M LAZY
BUT YOU JUST INSANE
YOU MIGHT THINK I’M CRAZY
BUT I’M JUST INSANE TRYIN’ TO STAY SANE

I BE STANDIN’ BY THE DAMN DOOR
AND I BE GETTIN’ SO DAMN BORED
WHAT AM I HERE FOR?
I’M JUST STAYIN’ POOR!

AIN’T NO WAY NOBODY SHOULD BE REPPIN’ THE W.M.T!
I HAVTA GO PEE,
THINK I’LL GO ON THE STORE’S FLOOR!

YOU MAY SAY I’M CRAZY
YOU MAY SAY I’M INSANE
NO, I’M INSANE CRAZY, CRAZY INSANE
JUST TRYIN’ TO STAY SANE
BUT IT AIN’T HAPPENIN’
AND I JUST SLAPPED MR. PHIPPS AGAINS!
OH, HERE COMES LARRY, NEED TO SHUT MY TRAP AGAIN!
THANK GOD THESE TWO AIN’T MY KIN!

YOU MAY PLAY THIS RECORD ON YOUR STEREO
YOU MAY RECOGNIZE THE STYLE
YES IT’S A SONG INFLUENCED BY EMINEM,
NO I DON’T MEAN THE CANDY,
I MEAN THE RAPPER, G!
SOMEDAY I HOPE TO GET AWAY FROM THE W.M.T
     AND BE BIGGER THAN HE!

(WALMART’S GONNA SUE ME!)

LOVESTRUCK (BUT HAS NO ONE TO LOVE)

 

I DON’T KNOW YOU.
I NEVER HAVE.
I NEVER MET YOU BEFORE.
I WISH I HAD.
SINCE I HAVEN’T FOUND YOU YET,
I’M SAD.
ONE OF THE MAIN REASON I’VE BEEN FEELIN’ MAD!

I’M ALWAYS SEEIN’ COUPLES,
IT MAKES ME UPSET.
NOT HAVING NO GIRLS EVER MAKES ME FORM TEARS!

WHERE IS SHE?
THE ONE FOR ME.
WHERE IS SHE?
SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME!

I DON’T KNOW ANY GIRL WHO LIKES ME.
WHY NOT?
WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME?
HOW CAN I LIKE MYSELF WHEN NO ONE ELSE DOES?
IT’S WHY I’M CONSTANTLY CHANGING MY STYLE,
CONSTANTLY CHANGING MY WAYS,
THINKING TO MYSELF, “IT’LL BE HOW THE GIRLS WOULD PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME.”
BUT I AIN’T GETTIN’ NO ATTENTION AT ALL!
GETTIN’ NO ATTENTION FROM NO ONE!

ALL I GET IS LOOKS OF HATE.
LOOKS OF DISGUST.
ALL I GET IS GIRLS BEING RUDE.
BEING SNOBBISH, NEVER NICE.

I NEVER SEE A GIRL WHO LIKES ME.
NONE NEVER SHOW IT.
IF A GIRL LIKED ME, WOULDN’T THEY LET ME KNOW IT?

MAYBE SOMEDAY I’LL FIND YOU.
I HOPE SOMEDAY SOON.
WHEN WILL I FIND YOU?
I JUST WISH THAT I KNEW!