Overheard drunks
Sitting in bars
Talking 'bout sex
Talking 'bout cars
Talking 'bout football
Women at lunch
They just keep talking
But don't say much
I'm a product of my environment
My vocabulary's like licking the gutter
Words that cut so sharp
Cut like a hot knife through butter
Not my fault
But then again
Schools and teachers were never my friends
Nothing's wrong with a little education
I don't need a new vocation
I'm a product of my environment
Things that occur
Events take place
That will wipe
The smile
Right off your face
Freeways, traffic, smog
Movies, theatres
Lines of people
Markets, police, banks
Who the hell am I supposed to thank?
I'm a product of my environment
I'm a product of my environment
I'm a product of my environment
I'm a product of my environment