You Don’t Get It

Sitting in my favorite tree, the bulldozer's looking up at me
I’m alright... shit happens
Could be on the internet, the super high way is so trendy now
But i forget... my password
And it doesn't really matter that recyclizing is such a boring thing to have to do on Tuesday

It doesn't matter what you think of me ’cos you don't get it

A lot of us are sitting around and smoking something strange on a magic bus, oh you're so groovy
And we're going to a party where the repetitive beats have started up already, yeah you got a problem with that?
And we'rе gonna do it anyway 'cos that's the kind of people that wе are these days, act so stupid

It doesn't matter what you think of me ’cos you don’t get it

Cos i'm one of a kind, so out of my mind
You wouldn’t take me down if you tried
It doesn't matter what you think of me 'cos you don't get it

Tell me what the space man said in 1967, and all the other years that i
Was too bored to mention
Tell me what i’m gonna do, tell me what i'm gonna have to do to survive tomorrow when i don't care about it
Guess i'm sitting in this river and my feet are looking bigger than ever before that's magic

It doesn't matter what you think of me 'cos you don't get it

Cos i'm one of a kind, so out of my mind
You wouldn't take me down if you tried
It doesn't matter what you think of me 'cos you don't get it