Never Be Clever

Never Be Clever

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

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But I´ll never

Ooh aah aah

I´ll never be clever

I´ll never be clever

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