Songtexte Misunderstood - Live at The Pageant, St. Louis, MO 7/23/02 - Wilco

Thank you

You're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're tellin' a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
And you love her but you don't know why

You short on long term goals
There's a party there that we oughta go to
If you still love rock and roll?
If you still hear rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your LCD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes you some kind of debt
It could be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head
All you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
The fortune inside your head

You know you're just a mama's boy
You positively unemployed
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I know you've got a God shaped hole
Leanin' out your pedastal
So misunderstood
So misunderstood
So misunderstood
So misunderstood

I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing

Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing

Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing

Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing at all