I Don't Know Much Songtext
von Billy Pilgrim

Picking up stones on Saturdays
Stuffing them in my jeans
It′s old habit, anyways
I don't know what that means

Oh the teachers think there′s a problem
Is there something wrong at home?
I made it up that Mama was drunk
Just so they'd leave me alone


Oh but I don't much, anyways
I don′t know much, anyways
I don′t know much, anyways at all

Billy comes over on Tuesdays
We play video games
And we take turns lying 'bout whose been trying to
Marry our mamas and change our names

Well the doctors think there′s a problem
Is there something wrong inside?
Of course there is everyone's got
Some kind of scar to hide


Oh but I don′t much, anyways
I don't know much, anyways
I don′t know much, anyways at all