Kid You Don't Get Me
I've been living in ways
That are mainly beside the point
Like an obscure record
Being played in some shabby joint
They say you have to live it up
Like there's no tomorrow
But life evolves in spite of us
It's not something you can borrow
It was always less than what I thought
And the machine never caught wind
And that's mainly because I thought
It would never amount to anything
Got pushed into the streets
Into a bed with no sheets
Into the world on my bare feet
Soon hardened to life's drumbeat
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
I'm at the receiving end of an industry
That sells tough luck beans
Plays a dissonant symphony
For disappointments hard to redeem
Hey that's the way it is
The machine never caught wind
Even when I had the money
I never knew how to stint
Kept my eyes on the door
Yeah I always got my share
When I heard footsteps approach
Coming up the stairs
I never kept the score
Somehow I just lost track
Yeah what's the use of screaming
Inside a heavy sack
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
That are mainly beside the point
Like an obscure record
Being played in some shabby joint
They say you have to live it up
Like there's no tomorrow
But life evolves in spite of us
It's not something you can borrow
It was always less than what I thought
And the machine never caught wind
And that's mainly because I thought
It would never amount to anything
Got pushed into the streets
Into a bed with no sheets
Into the world on my bare feet
Soon hardened to life's drumbeat
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
I'm at the receiving end of an industry
That sells tough luck beans
Plays a dissonant symphony
For disappointments hard to redeem
Hey that's the way it is
The machine never caught wind
Even when I had the money
I never knew how to stint
Kept my eyes on the door
Yeah I always got my share
When I heard footsteps approach
Coming up the stairs
I never kept the score
Somehow I just lost track
Yeah what's the use of screaming
Inside a heavy sack
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Kid, you don't get me
Credits
Writer(s): Wim Janssens
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