Never Be Clever Lyrics

Never Be Clever – Herman Brood

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 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

Going down the line, my head up high enz.