Cars, The

Misfit Kid
I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny I go through insanity, all they want is money All these parties, they get so ritual The same sea of faces Always pushing, always pulling Always in the races I get cooled out I get the come ons I get rumbled I get crumbled CHORUS Letras de cancionesI'm the American misfit kid Still wondering what I did I'm stiletto so, so sharp and I'm willing to cut Sometimes nebulous, I'm ready to strut Lost and frantic, new age romantic I'm checking out the race Never cared about what it meant Always loved disgrace I get rhythm I get Cornflakes I get fast love I get wasted CHORUS I'm on the inside, taking a fast ride I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny I live with absurdity, it's always warm and runny All these parties get so ritual Lonely hearts and aces Always pushing, always pulling, always in the races CHORUS I get cooled out I get the come-ons i get wasted I get the corn flakes that's right... From Letras Mania