Misunderstood - Tad Wilson
Each and every day I try to be the best I can
Mimsying the borogoves on stoves and in the pan
Jabberwock jabberwock
Who are you to sit and judge
To point at me and say in every way
That what is bad is never good
Well sure I hold a grudge
Burn down a house or two
The normal average things
That any jabberwocky would
Where would you all be
Without someone around like me
Saddled with my hapless pedigree
Jabberwock jabberwock
I'm not such a heartless beast
As far as monsters go
A normal joe
That has a hearty appetite
Make any meal a feast
A little seasoning
To sharpen claws that catch
And satisfy the jaws that bite
Even so you measure me against
What you call good
Leaving me oh so misunderstood
Jabberwock jabber wock
It's just the way that mamma said
The more you try to get ahead
You're overcooked and underfed
And hated like the plague instead
Of valued for behaving like you should
That's why you know you need me
The way the flowers need the rain
You can't know pleasure if you don't know pain
Every time I fry or boil or I roast you
I'm only doing just what I should
Don't tell me that the way that
I'm actin is too wrong to be right
There'd be no one questing and no white knight
I'm only doing what i'm supposed to
I wouldn't change a thing if I could
So ill stay misunderstood
Jabberwock jabberwock
Who are they to sit and sneer
At you and me and write
In black and white
That we are bad and they are good
Who would they have left to fear
What would the goodies get
Well you can bet the goodies
Wouldn't look so good
Just because I like to cook
The people that I meet
Doesn't mean I don't deserve to eat
He's just the way hes always been
A big green tail and double chin
Would I look fat if I were thin
Be twice as mad without a twin
No I don't think you'd like me anyway
But still you know you need me the way
The flowers need the rain
You can't know pleasure if you don't know pain
Every time I fry or I boil or I roast you
I'm only doing just what I should
Don't tell me that the way that i'm
Actins too wrong to be right
There'd be no one great lady and no white knight
I'm only doing what i'm supposed to
I wouldn't change a thing if I could
So ill stay misunderstood
He's just a a big gourmet who serves
His guest in a flambee
How to stand an souffle
Believe me I was born this way
So misunderstood
