Herman Brood
Herman Brood - Never Be Clever songtekst
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Going down the line, my head up high I wonder why it's so hard to feel fine Got all I need, plastic teeth A pocket full of speed and I'm cool with the heat. I got a groovy little lady, seems I'm waisting her time Got a hit and a bullet, still back in crime And people say I used to do better I guess I'm gonna have to get myself together. But I'll never (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever But I'll never ever (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever. Some say I'm suicidal with a sense of humour Some say I'm faking it all trying to start rumours Some people say a moment lasts longer I find myself at home, settled down, write a song. I'll love to hang around in black people's places Fascinated staring at faces Holy mama, make me concentrate Got to write a song and I got to create! But I'll never (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever You know that I'll never, ever, no (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever. Going down the line, my head up high I wonder why it's so hard to feel fine Got all I need, plastic teeth A pocket full of speed and I'm cool with the heat. I got a groovy little lady, seems I'm waisting her time I don't want time, move back to crime And people say I used to do better So I guess I'm gonna have to get myself together. But I'll never (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever I'll never, ever (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever. You know that I'll never (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever I'll never, ever (Oooh, aha) I'll never be clever.