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Just another one of these blase days characterized by my cynical attitude and over all malaise wanna commit something somethin', less permanent than suicide so i, stick to the side streets to avoid socializing with people that won't get it if i tell'em what i really think hoping ta run inta someone who understands emotions have a tendency to sink now i need a friend got that feelin' again like i let my true aim bend. tryin'a avoid another rendition of poor little miss understood nuthin' is as bad as it seems man we're followin' our dreams man city's full of people wish they had our means man we commune with the universe on a daily basis writein' verse that takes us places. the one thing, keeps us just this side o' mental cases Songtexte now i need a friend got that feelin' again like i let my true aim bend. tryin'a avoid another rendition of poor little miss understood so i'm rockin these beats an rickety rhymes half the time i'm flyin' the other 3rd tryin what i gonna do is turn these bad trips out like this back when i was merely a toddler bangin on the pots and pans than when i became a teenager we started with the basement jams daddy said i needed a job mama said i need ta make plans yes make plans to rock jump freak hop shake our stuff and dance dance dance dance rockin these beats an rickety rhymes half the time i'm flyin' the other 3rd tryin what i gonna do is turn these bad trips out like this here we are again in a theatre bar 'r dive expounding about the pain in our lives eking out a living to be subsidized hiding what we'd rather see legalized days of our lives swing from torture to rapture moments we capture, we don't create old students guide us to the garden gate up to me to go through though, and it really has gotten late now i need a friend got that feelin' again like i've let my true aim bend. tryin'a avoid another rendition of poor little miss understood Words by Rivka and Mike iLL Music by Mad Happy Copyright BMI (Thanks to Mike Kilmer for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania