[Verse 1]

Well, I came down to Nashville

In 1993

'Cause my friend Jimmy said Nashville

Had money growin' right on the trees

So I thought I'd go pick some

And I don't mean musically

[Verse 2]

Now it's three years later

And I'm a-wonderin' where I went wrong

Shook a lotta hands, ate a lotta lunch

Wrote a lotta dumbass songs

But I couldn't get a break in Nashville

If I tried my whole life long

[Chorus]

So fuck this town

Fuck this town

Fuck it end-to-end

Fuck it up-and-down

Can't get noticed, can't get found

Can't get a cut, so fuck this town

[Verse 3]

Hey, this ain't country western

It's just soft-rock feminist crap

And I thought they'd struck bottom

Back back in the days of Ronnie Milsap

Now they can't stop the flood of assholes

There ain't a big enough ASCAP

[Verse 4]

Sure, I like old Tim Carroll

And BR549

But Nashville don't need that noise

No Nashville'll do just fine

As long as there's a moron market

And a faggot in a hat to sign

[Chorus]

So fuck this town

Fuck this town

Fuck it end-to-end

Fuck it up-and-down

Can't bear one more writer in the round

Can't get a cut, so fuck this town

[Outro]

Yeah, fuck this town

Fuck this town

Fuck this town