You're Alright, You Know That, Kid? Songtext
von Not Half Bad

I was born on a Friday in the middle of October
And now I′m 23 years older and still don't know a fucking thing

I was born on a Friday in the middle of October
And now I′m 23 years older and still don't know a fucking thing
And I've been filling my days dreaming change around the have-nots,
Talking trade blockades and road blocks but never doing anything
And I′ve been spending my time in a hospital off 30
And I never shake the worry that I′ll be coming back again.
And I'm not ready for a life without my father
And it′s hard to fucking bother, on these days with anything,
But you're alright


It was a Monday on the day you left your body,
With your wife out in the lobby and your daughter on the way
And it feels like it′s been a week since the days that you'd tell me,
"You′re alright, kid. I don't care about the things they say"
Yeah you're alright
I don′t care about the things they say
Yeah you′re alright
I don't care about the things they say

I can remember all the days in spring that we had,
Watching storms outside with Granddad′s how we used to fill the days
I guess it's better that we said goodbye in springtime,
And I think of you all the time. And no one had a bad thing to say
Cause you′re alright
No one had a bad thing to say
Yeah you're alright
No one has a bad thing to say

I was born on a Friday in the middle of October
And now I′m 23 years older and still don't know a fucking thing
But you're alright