Farmerdick Lyrics - Heideroosjes

I'm not perfect, I have my weak sides 

If I have a bad day, you'll have a lot to endure 

You don't need to tell me, how I should live 

That I need to go to church en where I should care about 

I sometimes drink too much, then I don't know what I say 

I talk to every girls and you can't get rid of me 

With my big mouth I always say too much 

Then I need to run for my life, and I'm screwed again 

Wowowowow! This is me! 

When I was a student, I always wanted to go home 

Horst is just a rural village, but there's my home (*1) 

Still I think so much to do, I can't stay here too long 

I need to leave everything behind, let those 'knammels' rot away (*2) 

I have time nothing and no one, my band is my life 

Everytime I need to take and I can never give 

And sure I want to study, but I'm too busy 

I'll get herpes even when I'm only thinking about a job! 

Farmervillage, farmerlanguage, farmerdick! 

That's where I live, what I speak and how I feel 

They laugh about my haircut: "When's the barber finishing that?" 

"Get that ring out of your nose and get rid of that tattoo" 

I laugh a little and think: "Just Drop deda!" 

"Your shit isn't gold either, look in the toilet" 

You need to take me as I am 

I won't change myself, that's not going to happen 

What you see is what you get, and that's, that's me! 

Walk my own way until the day I choke 

(* this whole song is in a dialect from the South of the Netherlands) 

(*1 Horst is the village Marco Roelofs lives) 

(*2 As this is not my dialect, I have no idea what 'knammels' are)