Oliver Hart

Oliver Hart - Weird Side lyrics

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[Eyedea]

Why they always looking at me, like there's something on my face man

No matter where I go, I'm always feeling out of place

And I know I'm not your regular I got a different taste

Probably 'cause most my life, spent right in my basement

I didn't watch the Super Bowl, don't drink alcohol

Don't carry I.D., don't go to the mall

I'm extra argumentative and really good at fast talk

I can't dance or sing but I can rap my ass off

Hey your voice is unique, I'll leave it at that

But no rapper you know, has the ideas I have

And it ain't like the skin color really is significant

Put you in a category of art asshole or

Idiot but I don't try to fit in

My life's like a novel of science-fiction

My mission is to get into your mind, and we can loosen it

Rewind what you were missin', everytime that you was listenin' to me

Glad I made a picture, put a rhyme upon the internet

I'll hide behind a picket fence, slice a little wickedness and I

Win at this so you better better me

I always fall in public if I got a lot of energy

Don't go to the doc, I got my own remedies

Oh and I almost forgot I got a really good memory



[Chorus]

I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me

cause they know I bring out the weird side

Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy

but they all say I'm a little on the weird side

It ain't like I can help it, it's the way I was raised

so I'm living every minute on the weird side

Here's a ticket for the train, can you listen to my brain?

If you wanna know about the weird side

It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do



[Eyedea]

I only write with a certain type of pen, chameleon

Switching crummy it's ya intraversin' loud mouths

First thing I do after I buy a CD is open it up

and see if my name's in the shout outs

I read books, I know the inclono mechanics

Psychology, philosophy, peyote and acid

I like Jimi Hendrix more than any rap shit

And my favorite movie's Dr. Strange Love, that's a classic

Never had a fist fight, got knocked out one time

Stupid motherfucker thought peace was a gang sign

Yo I never liked the circus I was too afraid of clowns

20 years in the same city still don't know my way around

And still get lost inside of my thoughts

Sayin dumb jokes just to hear myself talk

Yeah I know my clothes probably need to be washed

But I like em' and if I didn't I would take em' off



[Chorus]

I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me

cause they know I bring out the weird side

Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy

but they all say I'm a little on the weird side

It ain't like I can help it, it's the way I was raised

so I'm living every minute on the weird side

Here's a ticket for the train, can you listen to my brain?

If you wanna know about the weird side

It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

Dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do



[Eyedea]

I'm not accepted by any certain group or people

I'm a walking talking freak-show and now you know my single

Everybody's weird, you know that's true

I bet you even got a little bit of weirdness in you

My lyrics are due to depression, and an essence impression, unprecedented

Identity, representin' the quest I guess I'm just ahead of my time

Blame my pedigree, I'm telling you a tale of the time, embellish the melody

Who are you to say I got a few loose screws?

Do the tools humans use can ever measure my texture

Extra, extra read all about it Eyedea's an extraterrestrial don't let him

touch you or even sit next to you

Hey I dont write, so you're wrong and that makes me right

Song after song, night after night

Gonna spit my words into the mic

And the crowd reacts nice if it's something that they like

Now is that so strange to want the attention

Think I should change man save your suggestions

I swear someday I'm gonna be somebody's hero

But until that day I'm just another fuckin' weirdo
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