I need to save some cash and buy a used old pickup truck

To drive me into town and try my luck

Even if she's rusted through she'll shake loose where I'm stuck

I'll cross the cosmos once I buy a truck

My neighbor he's been cooking methedrine

The vapors seem to make my beagles mean

Living here on this street every night is Halloween

My neighbor turns on all the trick-or-treaters with high voltage jellybeans

I'm telling you we're trashy but we're true

We all understand each other when we have the blues

Sometimes when we're lowdown we're levitating too

We're the lucky ones, we're trashy but we're true

How 'bout you?

Baby come on take a walk around my yard

I got some salvage tombstones and some crashed up cars

The weeds are tall back here 'cause hey man cutting grass is hard

I like to take it easy in my yard

'Cause my yard is a tribute to my past

You shoulda seen those cars when they hauled ass

And right beneath this driver's seat I keep a little stash

Let's do a big hit of that time travel boogie blast

Those politicians can't fool

Country kids like me and you

So baby we should draw the shades

And spend a week or two

In bed til we remember

What we both already knew

We're the lucky ones

Yes right here in my house are my guitars

They took me on the road we traveled far

Wild eyed love and getting high and trucks and cars and my guitars

That's my recipe for life so far

And one man's trash is another man's roller coaster

Just like my 1972 Led Zeppelin black light poster

It fits right in my life 'cause I'm a beat-up rock and roll ghoster

But right now baby let's climb back up on that roller coaster

We're the lucky ones, we're trashy but we're true

We're the lucky ones, we're trashy but we're true

How 'bout you?