Winston - Schpinsch - Live, 1994

A sloppy, wild rendition of Skin's ode to the PEI rednecks who used to give punkers & skaters a hard time in the old days. No Rubberheads!!!

WINSTON

Loud-mouth illiterate fuck
drunken psycho in his truck
Cowboy boots & flailing fists
They don't care 'cause they're pissed

I don't wanna be a redneck
I don't want nothin' to do with a redneck

There's a prep & there's a punk
There's a skater, there's a drunk
Broken bottles, baseball bats
Let's beat on them the defenceless rats

I don't want to be a redneck
I don't want nothing to do with a redneck

Truck lit up like a christmas tree
Slammed me down & broke my knee
Let's beat on well he's only small
How many of us, six in all

I don't want to be a redneck
I don't want nothin' to do with a redneck

Play some pool & smoke some pot
Drive all night & not get caught
Only want to be like me
Don't start shit, let things be

I don't want to be a redneck
I don't want nothin' to do with a redneck