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  • "Mr. Misunderstood"
    Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
    Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
    Always left out, never fit in
    Owning that path you're walking in
    Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
    But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll
    Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff *****y
    Is one bad mother
    Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
    Guitar Hero with lightning hands
    And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
    They'll be helpless to your musical charms
    And they'll all hold up their hands
    And they'll all wanna dance
    Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
    Red hair tied up in a blue bandana
    She was hotter than the devil's Hell
    She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin
    Her daddy didn't trust my intentions
    So he turned to his daddy's old four-ten
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    Had an axe to grind, so off I went
    Mad at the sun for coming up again
    I lost religion, found my soul in the blues
    Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes
    Yeah, everybody held up their hands
    And every soul on Beale Street danced
    With Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth
    Through the glass behind my rear-view
    Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue
    Played with fire and I played on ledges
    Every circus, stage, and county fair
    They tried to file my points
    Sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood I'm Mr. Misunderstood
    They're standing in line, chasing the buzz
    Til the next big things and already was
    A hell if they know, what they're trying to find
    If it ain't that same old, been-done kind, yeah
    Gives the head-scratchers fits
    I wondered how in the hell they missed
    A Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
    Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here)
    (I understand) (I understand)
    (I understand) (I understand)
    by og
  • [00:00.00]"Mr. Misunderstood"
    [00:15.69]Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
    [00:18.41]Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
    [00:22.73]Always left out, never fit in
    [00:26.14]Owning that path you're walking in
    [00:30.11]Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [00:36.84]Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
    [00:40.98]But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll
    [00:44.70]Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff *****y
    [00:50.54]Is one bad mother
    [00:52.45]Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [00:59.62]One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
    [01:03.69]Guitar Hero with lightning hands
    [01:07.27]And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
    [01:11.06]They'll be helpless to your musical charms
    [01:14.83]And they'll all hold up their hands
    [01:18.44]And they'll all wanna dance
    [01:22.22]Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [01:30.06]First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
    [01:37.63]Red hair tied up in a blue bandana
    [01:40.79]She was hotter than the devil's Hell
    [01:44.81]She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin
    [01:52.24]Her daddy didn't trust my intentions
    [01:55.02]So he turned to his daddy's old four-ten
    [01:59.89]I'm Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [02:07.18]Had an axe to grind, so off I went
    [02:11.09]Mad at the sun for coming up again
    [02:14.66]I lost religion, found my soul in the blues
    [02:18.07]Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes
    [02:22.30]Yeah, everybody held up their hands
    [02:25.76]And every soul on Beale Street danced
    [02:29.37]With Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [02:37.11]So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth
    [02:40.18]Through the glass behind my rear-view
    [02:44.05]Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue
    [02:50.70]Played with fire and I played on ledges
    [02:53.76]Every circus, stage, and county fair
    [02:57.63]They tried to file my points
    [02:59.29]Sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair
    [03:04.55]I'm Mr. Misunderstood I'm Mr. Misunderstood
    [03:11.53]They're standing in line, chasing the buzz
    [03:14.95]Til the next big things and already was
    [03:18.36]A hell if they know, what they're trying to find
    [03:21.93]If it ain't that same old, been-done kind, yeah
    [03:25.84]Gives the head-scratchers fits
    [03:29.33]I wondered how in the hell they missed
    [03:32.91]A Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood
    [03:41.27] Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
    [03:45.64]Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
    [03:49.62]Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    [03:54.34]Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    [03:58.26]Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    [04:02.17]Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    [04:06.68]Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
    [04:10.71]I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here)
    [04:21.07](I understand) (I understand)
    [04:35.32](I understand) (I understand)
    [04:48.44]by og