Inbetweener
I know the things I know you see
And don't care if you disagree
I keep it real, I play the game
But no two things are quite the same
I'm stepping out of childhood
I'm growing through the years
I'm switching into adulthood
And I'm moving through the gears
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
If the truth is known, we don't fit in
In no man's land, we're in-between
Looking for our own Identity
Pushing back against society
We like to dress a certain way
We don't care what the teachers say
We know it all, no more to tell
Don't understand? Then go to hell
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
Almost old enough to drive
But not quite old enough to drink
Not nearly old enough to vote
Yet we're old enough, to think
I can sign up for the Army soon
So almost old enough to fight
But I have no say in my future yet
Surely this sh*t can't be right
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
And don't care if you disagree
I keep it real, I play the game
But no two things are quite the same
I'm stepping out of childhood
I'm growing through the years
I'm switching into adulthood
And I'm moving through the gears
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
If the truth is known, we don't fit in
In no man's land, we're in-between
Looking for our own Identity
Pushing back against society
We like to dress a certain way
We don't care what the teachers say
We know it all, no more to tell
Don't understand? Then go to hell
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
Almost old enough to drive
But not quite old enough to drink
Not nearly old enough to vote
Yet we're old enough, to think
I can sign up for the Army soon
So almost old enough to fight
But I have no say in my future yet
Surely this sh*t can't be right
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
Cos I'm an Inbetweener
I think I know what I mean Yeh
It's a mood switch central
They think we're going mental
Credits
Writer(s): Kc Southers
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