Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Same Shit / Complicated , by - Kimya Dawson. Song from the album Thunder Thighs, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 17.10.2011
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Same Shit / Complicated |
| You were looking down at them, they were looking down at you |
| You were starched and pressed, they were all disheveled |
| They were holding hands, They were ragamuffins and they said |
| «I know we’re not fancy but we’re on the same level |
| We’ve got plans, big plans! |
| We’re gonna change the world |
| All you care about is dollars, that doesn’t make sense |
| All you do is hit snooze, watch the news, buy shoes, drink booze |
| Make money feel spent and |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day after day after day.» |
| Then you look at them without batting an eye and say |
| «Hey little hippie, let your freak flag fly |
| Why don’t you go smoke a bowl in your best tie-dye? |
| Get a tattoo of a dancing bear holding a peace sign |
| You can talk the talk but when it comes to real change |
| Are you and all your little friends exactly the same? |
| You sit around in potlucks, pointing fingers, placing blame |
| Drinking kombucha and eating tempeh and |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day, it’s the same shit |
| Day after day after day after day after day.» |
| If you are judging them while they are judging you |
| And you think that makes them assholes, maybe you’re an asshole too |
| Do we argue with each other until we both turn blue or |
| Find similarities in what we like and what we do? |
| Yeah, just because someone does not look like me |
| Doesn’t mean they are a clone or a sheep |
| Maybe they like their job and they’re living their dream |
| And they love their friends and their family |
| Yeah, some people thrive between nine and five |
| And feel like they’re choking if their neck’s not tied |
| And some people feel as if they’re gonna die if |
| Their seams aren’t straight and their shoes not tied |
| Some people like business, some people like numbers |
| Some people grow organic heirloom cucumbers |
| And only feel free with their hands in the dirt |
| In a pair of old jeans and their favorite t-shirt |
| Some people feel enslaved when they have a boss |
| Some people without one feel totally lost |
| To make this world work, it takes all different kinds |
| We all have different tastes, different strengths, different minds |
| So it doesn’t make sense to generalize |
| And it doesn’t make sense to judge with our eyes |
| We need more compassion, we need to be kind |
| If you open your heart, you might like what you find |
| Cause there are some nice bus drivers, and there’s some mean bus drivers |
| And there’s some nice cops in Madison, Wisconsin |
| And there’s some nice teachers, and there’s some mean teachers |
| Just because you got a mean teacher doesn’t mean all teachers suck |
| And no one is nice all the time, no one is mean all the time |
| Think about what someone’s going through that’s making them be mean to you |
| Like maybe their pet gerbil died and they are really sad inside |
| Or maybe they got in a fight with someone that they really liked |
| Or maybe they are really shy, don’t know how to socialize |
| May just want to run and hide, not saying that it’s justified |
| But if we learn to empathize, the resentments will vaporize |
| Situations metamorphize before our very eyes |
| Then the need to stereotype will become outdated |
| When we realize that everyone is really complicated |
| We are all so complicated |
| We are all so complicated |
| I am also complicated |
| I am also complicated |
| Complicated |
| I’m a black mom, a lactivist, a home-owning punk |
| It’s been over a decade since the last time I got drunk |
| I drive a mini-van, and I’ve got junk in the trunk |
| I think Danny DeVito is a total hunk |
| I like revisiting the shit my therapist helps me remember |
| Being friends with someone for a long time, still not knowing their gender |
| I fight for equal rights, and I fight for inner peace |
| And I pray to the dead for the gratitude I need |
| I’ve got chickens in my backyard and a little garden plot |
| I really hate commercials but I got a slap-chop |
| Cause I’m a sucker for a remix, let me tell you what |
| By the time that I am finished, you are gonna love these nuts |
| I’m a little bit pop culture, a lot bit DIY |
| I don’t know the definition of TMI |
| I write poems about my period, post pictures of my log |
| If you don’t like body functions, you shouldn’t read my blog |
| My husband’s a musician from the mountains in France |
| He wrote me a song, we did interpretive dance |
| Then he knocked me up, now we have the coolest kid |
| Yeah, hooking up with him’s the smartest thing I ever did |
| And I feel like I can fly when I’m on roller skates |
| I get a little high when I eat dried dates |
| I feel like I’m unloading when I’m loading up the car |
| I feel like I’m exploding when I’m holding my guitar |
| I don’t understand what numbers have to do with success |
| Or what sales have to do with happiness |
| Unless they’re the kind of sails that will carry me to sea |
| Where my grandma and grandpa are waiting for me |
| I never thought I’d make it to 25, now I’m 37 and I’m glad that I’m alive |
| If I ever need a tour bus, I’m still gonna drive |
| Cause I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by |
| Looking out the windshield as the world goes by |
| Yeah, looking out the windshield as the world goes by |
| Now I’m 37 and I’m glad that I’m alive |
| And I like looking out the windshield as the world goes by |