Next Of Kihn

Greg Kihn · Next of Kihn

I don't feel bad about you and me
My hands are locked up, but my eyes can see
I can't go on like this endlessly
Nor can I laugh out loud at your misery
But don't go feeling sorry
For the broken pieces that you see
And don't go thinking twice about
The man I used to be
And don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry for me
Passion and pity for your writers, babe
I've heard your voice so what can I say
You've got a million things you can't say
But I'll be fine by next Saturday
So don't go feeling sorry
For the broken pieces that you see
Don't go thinking twice about
The man I used to be
And don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry for me
It's okay, you're well on your way (you're well on your way)
I can your ship, it's sailing in a dream
If anyone should ask you
I just say, It's not quite what it seems
And I will always need affection for
I can be helped by standing in your door
So many people have gone here before
They couldn't help it if they wanted more
So don't go feeling sorry
For the broken pieces that you see
Don't go thinking twice about
The way things used to be
And don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry for me
Sorry
So sorry
Sorry
So sorry
Sorry
So sorry
Sorry
So sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
So sorry

About Next Of Kihn

"Next Of Kihn" is part of Greg Kihn's recorded catalog and should be introduced with a light editorial touch. The song title creates the first impression, but the lasting effect comes from the interaction of melody, production, and delivery. Some listings preserve version details or featured credits, so the description should stay cautious about background unless confirmed by dedicated music references. Even with that restraint, the song can be framed around its emotional or rhythmic purpose: whether it invites movement, reflection, release, or tension. "Next Of Kihn" gives listeners one more route into Greg Kihn's musical identity.