Russ Ballard The Misunderstood
They've only seen your face
They don't even know your name
There's something in your look
They can read you, you're like on open book
This is no man's land
The fool won't know
The wise understand
The misunderstood, the misunderstood
You might be one of the misunderstood
The misunderstood, the misunderstood
Be careful what you say around your hood
You might be one of the misunderstood
Misunderstood, misunderstood
They stand in the rain
They're standing in the cold
Many are so young
Boy they look so old
They just don't know
These streets are your street
This town is your place
The misunderstood, the misunderstood
You might be one of the misunderstood
The misunderstood, the misunderstood
Be careful what you say around your hood
You might be one of the misunderstood
In this no man's country, everyman's land
A fool will never know
What the wise understand
What the wise understand
Be careful what you say around your hood
You might be one of the misunderstood
