Tekster: Lit. Tripping the Light Fantastic. I Don't Get It.

I don't get
Why you can take such a big
Amount of what we work
So hard to fucking make

I don't get it, I don't get
Why we can't do what we want to
When it doesn't hurt you
Man I don't get it

I don't get it I don't get
Why we can't smoke
Just because you say it's bad
What Mother Nature chose to grow

I don't get it I don't get
Why we should change
What we said here so
We don't have to explain I don't get it

I can't make sense of anything
I can't make friends with anyone
I don't get anything at all
It doesn't matter anymore

I can't make sense of anything
I can't make friends with anyone
I hope someday I figure out
Where the fuck you're talking from

I don't get anything at all
It doesn't matter anymore
I don't get anything at all
It doesn't matter anymore

I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't