Lyrics:

Two hours south of Memphis, y'all
From a little town in Arkansas
Where the people haven't changed at all since
Nineteen-sixty-five

I play games with the powers that be
I got the whole town sweatin' me
Got the heat and the humidity
And it's a wonder we're alive

Well you sell off everything you own
Just to make it all on your own
I ain't a child--I ain't full grown, but
I'll prove to you!
And tell the preacher, just in case he ask'
That we ain't never, ever comin' back
Well, it's all done and in the past
And that's good enough fo' me

Two hours south of Memphis, y'all
From a little town in Arkansas
Where the people haven't changed at all since
Nineteen-sixty-five
Still judgin' us in this town
I wanna keep our mini-house
They can run us out of our hometown, but
They're never gonna keep us down!

Well you sell off everything you own
Just to make it all on your own
I ain't a child--I ain't full grown, but
I'll prove to you!
And tell the preacher, just in case he ask'
That we ain't never, ever comin' back
Well, it's all done and in the past
And that's good enough fo' me

Two hours south of Memphis, y'all
From a little town in Arkansas
Where the people haven't changed at all since
Nineteen-sixty-five
I play games with the powers that be
Ya got the whole town sweatin' me
Got the heat, humidity
And it's a wonder we're alive

(*note - no other interpretations on the 'net, this is 'bout the best I can do; I think I got 'em about 99% except the part between 'still judgin' us...' and 'mini-house' (lol) but I challenge anyone except Beth Ditto herself to do better--and I hope someone does! :o)