My little sister shared a room with me
Dad made money at a factory
I use to feel so much shame
About my trouble with school and the grades I made
I'm a ten dollar an hour
Holy Bible nurtured nobody
Well Mom stayed home and she cooked the food
We went to church and we learned the rules
There was concern for my spiritual growth
Jesus was the third word out of my mouth
I'm a ten dollar an hour
Holy Bible nurtured nobody
And Mr. use to be
You ain't getting your disguise on me
Well Dad got weak and he cheated on Mom
Mom was strong and she forgave him
I use to feel so much pain
About being betrayed but I loved him the same
I'm a ten dollar an hour
Holy Bible nurtured nobody
Well after high school Dad got me a job
Didn't go to college I felt too dumb
I spent all of my time and my energy
On my songs riffs and melodies
I'm a ten dollar an hour
Holy Bible nurtured nobody
And Mr. use to be
You ain't getting your disguise on me