Song | Fittin' In |
Artist | Sol.illaquists of Sound |
Album | No More Heroes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brooks, G. Valencia, Sarton | |
VERSE 1 (Swamburger) | |
Had the advantage of an adolescent attitude, saw the | |
world new through the low class view proposed positive | |
would be the best way to go so I lived underground with | |
my stereo. Kept with the times even on my birthday you | |
know. Made a date with the earth to stop laying low. | |
Itll come soon or late yo Im patient... (hope soon | |
before the thought of me is vacant.) Matter fact let me | |
see how my peers be (Above ground I walk a bit scared | |
really.) Shouldve brought some money, gotta credit | |
card though (keep walking to the beats on my stereo.) | |
Sounds different from the ones they like to rock right? | |
Guess I aint up with the new-new like (shake yo ass | |
and blah, blah, blah.) Approach slow, you will never | |
fit in, they say. I play it off like I dont care | |
anyway knowing damn well I wish I was down. Que sera, | |
they wont have it, Im a misfit clown. | |
BRIDGE (Swamburger) | |
People drinking, people smoking, but they will not | |
invite me to their clubs or their house parties cause I | |
dont do these here things. When I told them I was cool | |
theyd just doubt my cool and laugh then I changed my | |
walk and gave up talk, still they all just laugh. | |
HOOK: | |
I cant fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I cant fit in | |
Oh I guess I ought to tell you | |
I cant fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I cant fit in | |
VERSE 2 (Alexandrah) | |
Been in expansive | |
Free along bright cosmos coast | |
Spot a lovely place | |
Full range of cerulean and jade and gold | |
But theres fire in the aims | |
Of its citizens and their claims | |
Theyre waging wars | |
Over nothing more than mortal fixates | |
That do always wane | |
Call it dawning of esteem | |
Its a synchronized right relief | |
For alleviating clouds around | |
The consequence of fighting peace | |
Ill take a quick retreat please | |
BRIDGE (Alexandrah) | |
People scheming, people dying | |
But they do not notice me | |
From their capsules or their castles | |
Cause I dont do these here things | |
When I told them I was troubled | |
Bout the state theyre keeping in | |
They just laugh and pass it over | |
Accustomed to this violence |
zuo qu : Brooks, G. Valencia, Sarton | |
VERSE 1 Swamburger | |
Had the advantage of an adolescent attitude, saw the | |
world new through the low class view proposed positive | |
would be the best way to go so I lived underground with | |
my stereo. Kept with the times even on my birthday you | |
know. Made a date with the earth to stop laying low. | |
It ll come soon or late yo I m patient... hope soon | |
before the thought of me is vacant. Matter fact let me | |
see how my peers be Above ground I walk a bit scared | |
really. Should ve brought some money, gotta credit | |
card though keep walking to the beats on my stereo. | |
Sounds different from the ones they like to rock right? | |
Guess I ain t up with the newnew like shake yo ass | |
and blah, blah, blah. Approach slow, you will never | |
fit in, they say. I play it off like I don t care | |
anyway knowing damn well I wish I was down. Que sera, | |
they won t have it, I m a misfit clown. | |
BRIDGE Swamburger | |
People drinking, people smoking, but they will not | |
invite me to their clubs or their house parties cause I | |
don t do these here things. When I told them I was cool | |
they d just doubt my cool and laugh then I changed my | |
walk and gave up talk, still they all just laugh. | |
HOOK: | |
I can t fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I can t fit in | |
Oh I guess I ought to tell you | |
I can t fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I can t fit in | |
VERSE 2 Alexandrah | |
Been in expansive | |
Free along bright cosmos coast | |
Spot a lovely place | |
Full range of cerulean and jade and gold | |
But there s fire in the aims | |
Of its citizens and their claims | |
They re waging wars | |
Over nothing more than mortal fixates | |
That do always wane | |
Call it dawning of esteem | |
It s a synchronized right relief | |
For alleviating clouds around | |
The consequence of fighting peace | |
I ll take a quick retreat please | |
BRIDGE Alexandrah | |
People scheming, people dying | |
But they do not notice me | |
From their capsules or their castles | |
Cause I don t do these here things | |
When I told them I was troubled | |
Bout the state they re keeping in | |
They just laugh and pass it over | |
Accustomed to this violence |
zuò qǔ : Brooks, G. Valencia, Sarton | |
VERSE 1 Swamburger | |
Had the advantage of an adolescent attitude, saw the | |
world new through the low class view proposed positive | |
would be the best way to go so I lived underground with | |
my stereo. Kept with the times even on my birthday you | |
know. Made a date with the earth to stop laying low. | |
It ll come soon or late yo I m patient... hope soon | |
before the thought of me is vacant. Matter fact let me | |
see how my peers be Above ground I walk a bit scared | |
really. Should ve brought some money, gotta credit | |
card though keep walking to the beats on my stereo. | |
Sounds different from the ones they like to rock right? | |
Guess I ain t up with the newnew like shake yo ass | |
and blah, blah, blah. Approach slow, you will never | |
fit in, they say. I play it off like I don t care | |
anyway knowing damn well I wish I was down. Que sera, | |
they won t have it, I m a misfit clown. | |
BRIDGE Swamburger | |
People drinking, people smoking, but they will not | |
invite me to their clubs or their house parties cause I | |
don t do these here things. When I told them I was cool | |
they d just doubt my cool and laugh then I changed my | |
walk and gave up talk, still they all just laugh. | |
HOOK: | |
I can t fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I can t fit in | |
Oh I guess I ought to tell you | |
I can t fit in | |
No, no, no | |
I can t fit in | |
VERSE 2 Alexandrah | |
Been in expansive | |
Free along bright cosmos coast | |
Spot a lovely place | |
Full range of cerulean and jade and gold | |
But there s fire in the aims | |
Of its citizens and their claims | |
They re waging wars | |
Over nothing more than mortal fixates | |
That do always wane | |
Call it dawning of esteem | |
It s a synchronized right relief | |
For alleviating clouds around | |
The consequence of fighting peace | |
I ll take a quick retreat please | |
BRIDGE Alexandrah | |
People scheming, people dying | |
But they do not notice me | |
From their capsules or their castles | |
Cause I don t do these here things | |
When I told them I was troubled | |
Bout the state they re keeping in | |
They just laugh and pass it over | |
Accustomed to this violence |