Story Behind the Song
Jon Brooks: Drums, beatbox, vocals
Marianna Hetrick: Keyboards, vocals
D'arcy Ladrey: Bass
David Hetrick: Vocals
Jeff Cory: Guitars
Lyrics
No Idea
Where you speaking of something more or was it less, or just a little outside your own mess.
Don’t say you didn’t mean it ‘cause you’d think I would have seen it in jest.
Don’t you see that the world is in your hands, don’t you hear how your words sound like a plan?
I don’t know if this is something that you will ever understand, but it isn’t only your words, but my world in your hands
I had No Idea, that you feel the way you do
I had No Idea that this is what was you
‘cause the world isn’t what you make it, it’s how you bake it and serve it to the rest on their own dime.
And now that this is out there I do not doubt fear is behind THAT word everytime.
I had No Idea that you feel the way you do
I had No Idea that this is what was you
with this one it’s just the color is all you see
and with this one is just a bitch to serve your needs
and with this one is just a faggot on his knees
and with this one you had better not see yourself in me
Now that your colors are truly shown all that’s left to be know is what I’m going to do with them.
‘cause now that I have seen them, I know that I cannot be with them, I’d like to say it’s been nice to know ya, but I’m afraid I’m gonna have to show ya the way out the door my friend ‘cause I had
No Idea
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