Not My Kind of People Songtext
von Steve Lukather, David Paich & Joseph Williams

You′re looking right at me
My back is turned, don't you see
You have never mattered

You don′t understand
You stink worse than a garbage can
Full of all you shatter

You're back of the pack
Right up my ass crack
You're not a meal, just my snack

You don′t deserve to live
Draining life from every tit
Clearly, you′re remora

Love you take and pain you give
Maybe someone can forgive in Sodom or Gomorrah

I've choked on enough
See right through your bluff
I′ll grind you right down into dust


Out of my way, had all I can take
A little of you is lethal
It's so fucking clear
Just get out of here
You′re not my kind of people

I'd piss in my pants if you were on fire
Rather than hear one more lie

Out of my way, had all I can take
A little of you is lethal
It′s so fucking clear
Just get out of here
You're not my kind of people

Go eat the pipe
You waste of life
When will you ride the needle?
Please step aside
You're not my kind
You′re not my kind of people

You′re full of bad blood down in the mud
You are the face of evil
Way overdue
Baby, we're through
You′re not my kind of people