Ain't it hard when you go out to have yourself a blowout And everbody's bein' cool Ain't it hard when you find out your mother was a drop out And she don't know the golden rule Well you wake up in the mornin with your eyes on fire And you go to bed at night wonderin' who you are Ain't it hard when you find out you can't get to far out And take care of business too Ain't it hard when you know that there's no place to go And Dillon done been there too Well you're mother's in the bathroom with acid in her head And there's no place to go cuz the town's all dead Ain't it hard when you wake-up, yo puttin on yo makeup So people can't see your face And you walk down the street, tellin' everyone you meet Just how to win the human race You better write yourself a folk song and sing it real loud And you better not forget that you're in the in crowd You're in the in crowd baby Yes, in ...the... in crowd You're in the in crowd Ain't it hard Ain't it hard Ain't it hard