Never Be Clever - Herman Brood

Going down the line, my head up high
Wonder why itґs so hard to feel fine
Got all I need
Plastic teeth
A pocket full of speed
And Iґm cool with the heat
I got a groovy little lady
Seems Iґm waisting het time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime

People say I used to do better
Si I guess Iґm gonna have to get myself together

[Refrein:]
But Iґll never
Ooh aah aah
Iґll never be clever
Iґll never be clever
Ooh aah aah
Iґll never be clever

Some say Iґm suicidal
With a sense of humour
Some say Iґm faking it all
Trying to start rumours
Some people say a moment lasts longer
I find myself at home
Settled down, write a song
Iґll love to hang around
In black peopleґs 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 enz.
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Never Be Clever Lyrics

Herman Brood – Never Be Clever Lyrics

Songwriters: DANIEL GERMAIN LADEMACHER, HERMANUS BROOD
Never Be Clever lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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