what's all this confusion
just look at this mess
there's too much information
I can do with a little less
everything's gotten out of hand
I need some space in here

it's crowded up in no time
opinions everywhere
nothing making any sense
total chaos living there
who takes responsibility
it is all so unclear

nothing left but to clean up
got to clean up my head
throw out all the dark let the light shine in instead
free of, all the lies that I've been fed
clean up, got to clean up my head

enough insinuations
let's deal with just the facts
you created all this anyway
get this monkey of my back
you're supposed to be the expert
don't point your finger at me

clean up, got to clean up my head
throw out all the dark let the light shine in instead
free of, all the lies that I've been fed

it's not the money
it's not the fame
it's not even how you try to trash my name
it's time to clear the air with a little class
I'm moving on 
if you don't like it you can kiss my ass

clean up, got to clean up my head
throw out all the dark let the light shine in instead
free of, all the lies that I've been fed
clean up, got to clean up my head

clean up, got to clean up my head
throw out all the dark let the light shine in instead
free of, all the lies that I've been fed
clean up, got to clean up my 
clean up, got to clean up my 
clean up, got to clean up my head


© tekst en muziek: Ilse DeLange - Blue Miller - Bruce Gaitsch