Nobody understands me
Nobody understand me now
My Momma don't get it
My Poppa say boy you better turn that shit down
I don't make sense to my teachers
I don't make sense to my preachers now
All I do is go 'yeah yeah'
They say you need an education
They say you need some ambition
They say this boy just needs some salvation
I don't understand
Cause they stand there with their prescriptions
Watching their televisions
They got augmentations
And ammunitions
All I do is go 'yeah yeah'
They used to sing tuitti fruitti
They used to sing be-bop-a-hula baby
They'd dance so close to shama-lama-ding-dong
And gabba gabba hey
I don't understand
I don't understand why they don't understand
When I go 'yeah yeah'
I remember that summer
I saved up every dime
I walked to the counter slapped down my dollar
Pointed to a guitar and said I believe that is mine
And it was like for the first time
For the very first time
I could stand up tall
From now on I'm going to stand up tall
And I'm walking tall
And I'm singing loud
I'm gonna go 'yeah yeah'
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Michelle Stodart’s folk music captures hope in melancholy, addressing the transformational aspects of the most challenging times. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2023