Haven't Got A Clue
Wayne's Notes from the Album:
"A friend of ours, Greg Kursten (he played with us on the Beck tour and was nicknamed "Firefingers" by Steven due to his sublime playing of the keyboard) is an accomplished musician and has a great ear for pop sounds and structure... He's written songs with artists ranging from Enrique Iglesias to Karen O and he, upon my insistence, sent this unfinished track for us to build on. It was great fun and again (like the Gwen Stefani trick) it allowed us to create inside a different identity. The song is about a type of person that everybody knows and endures (we won't mention names). They blame everyone but themselves for all of their problems which they seem to have in endless supply. If they suffer, you suffer more... You know what I'm talking about."
"A friend of ours, Greg Kursten (he played with us on the Beck tour and was nicknamed "Firefingers" by Steven due to his sublime playing of the keyboard) is an accomplished musician and has a great ear for pop sounds and structure... He's written songs with artists ranging from Enrique Iglesias to Karen O and he, upon my insistence, sent this unfinished track for us to build on. It was great fun and again (like the Gwen Stefani trick) it allowed us to create inside a different identity. The song is about a type of person that everybody knows and endures (we won't mention names). They blame everyone but themselves for all of their problems which they seem to have in endless supply. If they suffer, you suffer more... You know what I'm talking about."
You haven't got a clue
And you don't know what to do
You used your money and your friends
To try and trick me
But you won't trick me
As far as I can tell
You've created your own hell
And now you walk around this place
Expecting pity
Every time you throw a fit
I can't decide
If you're full of it
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
I still can't believe
All your plastic surgeries
Now it's everybody's problem
That you're unhappy
Oh, come on!
Every time you state your case
The more I'd like to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
And you don't know what to do
You used your money and your friends
To try and trick me
But you won't trick me
You've created your own hell
And now you walk around this place
Expecting pity
I can't decide
If you're full of it
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
All your plastic surgeries
Now it's everybody's problem
That you're unhappy
Oh, come on!
The more I'd like to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
And every time you state your case
The more I want to punch your face
I go doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
Doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo
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