What the Hell
Enter the world
Looking up to
Those here before
They know the rules
It all makes sense
When you are young
When adults have control
The children have fun
But those who seem grown
Well, they never grew up
They appear to have moved
But only are stuck
Was all a mirage
Now it's a mess
When those leading the way
They only guess
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
I want to improve
To better my craft
I watch videos
I join a class
The teacher she leads
With a personal touch
But what works for her
For me not so much
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
Emerson wrote
The crowd separates
For the person who knows
Their purpose and way
Something like that
I just paraphrase
The gist of it is
If you're real or you're fake
Just do it your way
Do it your way
Do it your way
Do it your way
Cuz nobody knows
What the hell they're doing
Nobody knows
What the hell they're doing
Nobody knows
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
Looking up to
Those here before
They know the rules
It all makes sense
When you are young
When adults have control
The children have fun
But those who seem grown
Well, they never grew up
They appear to have moved
But only are stuck
Was all a mirage
Now it's a mess
When those leading the way
They only guess
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
I want to improve
To better my craft
I watch videos
I join a class
The teacher she leads
With a personal touch
But what works for her
For me not so much
Does anyone know
What the hell they're doing?
Emerson wrote
The crowd separates
For the person who knows
Their purpose and way
Something like that
I just paraphrase
The gist of it is
If you're real or you're fake
Just do it your way
Do it your way
Do it your way
Do it your way
Cuz nobody knows
What the hell they're doing
Nobody knows
What the hell they're doing
Nobody knows
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Hold on to what you know is true
The rest of it is no use to you
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
Only I can know what the hell I am doing
What the hell I am doing
I alone
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Writer(s): Val Emmich
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