Minor Threat

I'm a poor boy born in a rut
Some say my manners ain't the best
Some of my friends
Have been in a whole lot of trouble
Some say i'm no better than the rest
But tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white!
Everyday, I work hard
At night I spend a restless time
The rich kids and their lazy money
They can't hold a candle to my heart
But tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white!
Good guys bad guys, which is which?
The white collar worker or digger in the ditch
Man who's to say who's the better man
Of those two I do the best I can, best I can!
You thought I had a dirty mind
All the messed up chicks
All the changing times
White filth and easy living
You can't come close
To the love that I've given
But tell your mama and your papa
Sometimes good guys don't wear white!