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