Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
Always left out, never fit in
Owning that path you're walking in
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 2]
Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll
Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Chorus]
One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
Guitar Hero with lightning hands
And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
They'll be helpless to your musical charms
And they'll all hold up their hands
And they'll all wanna dance
With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 3]
First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
Red hair tied up in a blue bandana; she was hotter than the devil's Hell
She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin
Her daddy didn't trust my intentions, so he turned to his daddy's old .410
I'm Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Chorus]
Had an axe to grind, so off I went
Mad at the sun for coming up again
I lost religion, found my soul in the blues
Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes
Yeah, everybody held up their hands
And every soul on Beale Street danced
With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 4]
So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth
Through the glass behind my rear-view
Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue
Played with fire and I played on ledges
Every circus, stage, and county fair
I tried to file my points, sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair
I'm Mr. Misunderstood, I'm Mr. Misunderstood
[Chorus]
They're standing in line, chasing the buzz
Til the next big things and already was
And hell if they know what they're trying to find
If it ain't that same old, been-done kind
Yeah, gives the head-scratchers fits
Wondering how in the hell they missed
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 5]
Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here)
[Outro]
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na (I understand...)
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na
Na na na na-na, na na na na-na
Na na na na-na na
[Verse 1] Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you Always left out, never fit in Owning that path you're walking in Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Verse 2] Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Chorus] One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band Guitar Hero with lightning hands And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms They'll be helpless to your musical charms And they'll all hold up their hands And they'll all wanna dance With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Verse 3] First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail Red hair tied up in a blue bandana; she was hotter than the devil's Hell She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin Her daddy didn't trust my intentions, so he turned to his daddy's old .410 I'm Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Chorus] Had an axe to grind, so off I went Mad at the sun for coming up again I lost religion, found my soul in the blues Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes Yeah, everybody held up their hands And every soul on Beale Street danced With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Verse 4] So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth Through the glass behind my rear-view Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue Played with fire and I played on ledges Every circus, stage, and county fair I tried to file my points, sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair I'm Mr. Misunderstood, I'm Mr. Misunderstood [Chorus] They're standing in line, chasing the buzz Til the next big things and already was And hell if they know what they're trying to find If it ain't that same old, been-done kind Yeah, gives the head-scratchers fits Wondering how in the hell they missed Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood [Verse 5] Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here) [Outro] Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na (I understand) Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na (I understand) Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na (I understand) Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na (I understand...) Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na Na na na na-na, na na na na-na Na na na na-na na Explain Request ×
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