The Tragically Hip
The Kids Don’t Get It
You said, "If I ask you a question
Are you going to lie to me?"
I said, "Honey, is that your question?
'Cause, honey, that one's easy"

'Cause half the truth is
Just how much there is
The kids don't get it
No, the kids don't get it

I'm going to be an expert stranger
Better than the giant squid
I'm going to leave the stranger experts
Scratching their heads saying, "How'd he do it?"

When half the truth is
Just how hard it is
But the kids don't get it
No, the kids won't get it

I'll be the antlers
And I'll be the elk
I'll be the right whale
And I'll be parallel

The kids don't get it
That's right, the kids don't get it
I'll feel more than human
When the work's hitting home
I'll be aped by my ancestors
I'll state the plan as my own
I'll be gripping the city
I'll be hitting the town
You'll say, "I'd be hurt if you didn't"
When I come around

Yeah, that's right, the kids don't get it

I'll be as careless as you are certain
I'll get out of my own way
I'll stop to cry into the curtains
And like the greats before me go on stage

And if half true it's
Good enough for this
'Cause the kids don't get it
No, the kids don't get it

If I ask you a question
You going to lie to me?
Ah, honey, is that your question?
'Cause that one's easy
The kids don't get it
Just how hard it is
The kids don't get it
Just how much there is