Going down the line, my head up high
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 het time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime
People say I used to do better
Si I guess I�m gonna have to get myself together
[Refrein:]
But I�ll never
Ooh aah aah
I�ll never be clever
I'll never ever
Ooh aah aah
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
Going down the line, my head up high
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 het time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime
People say I used to do better
Si I guess I�m gonna have to get myself together
[Refrein:]
But I�ll never
Ooh aah aah
I�ll never be clever
I'll never ever
Ooh aah aah
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