Dusty bluejeans on the scene
Looks 28 probably 17
Leather-trimmed denim vest
Hesher knows Hesher best
Hawking at you to sniff some glue
Jack of trades but mastered none
Except air guitar and his scattergun
More than less a metal mess
Leveling up his hesherness
And barking at you about Motley Crüe
Hesher
What's your cure
For life's regrets
To soon forget
Decision, drive or ambition
Potpourri-huffing CIT
Crushing cans, cruising redwood trees
Sneaking out for cigarettes
Hesher wants Hesher gets
Waiting for you to buy him some brews
Hesher
What's your purpose
For life's not set so don't accept derision
Find your own mission
For life's not set so don't accept conditions
Hesher have vision