Almost Famous Songtext
von Austin Meade

I never cared for all the high-class banquets
Oh, wasting time out jerking rich folks off
I′m having fun just doing lowlife bullshit
I was born to piss the whole world off

Yeah, I've got kin folk that I′ve known
Before the suits all came along
There's a feeling I call home
I love to keep my circles small
Call my grandma on the phone
She just loves to hear me talk
She's the only one that knows I′m falling off

I′m just a white trash dive bar, local favorite
Front porch rock star, bush line wasted
They say I'm something, but I never asked for this
Guess that I′m alright with being
Almost famous
Almost famous


These days I only care for simple basics
No time to waste out playing heartbreak songs
My wife's got a list of shit
I gotta get back home to fix
Do my chores, tuck in the kids
My baby boy′s birthday wish
Was just to have me back at home

I'm just a white trash dive bar, local favorite
Front porch rock star, bush line wasted
Mama tells them I′m the best that ever lived
No matter what they say, I can't forget (can't forget)

I′m a small-town talent show for the Alcoa Bridge
Front-page paper hidden in my parent′s basement
They say I'm something, but I never asked for this
Guess that I′m alright with being
Almost famous
A front porch wasted

I'm just a white trash dive bar, local favorite
Front porch rock star, bush line wasted
Mama tells them I′m the best that ever lived
No matter what they say, I can't forget (I can′t forget)


I'm a small-town talent show for the Alcoa Bridge
Front-page paper hidden in my parent's basement
They say I′m something, but I know they′re full of shit
Guess that I'm alright with being
Almost famous
I′m front porch wasted

I'm almost famous (fuck)