• pulp'ın misshapes şarkısından bir örnek görelim hemen:

    mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits
    raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
    we don't look the same as you
    we don't do the things you do
    but we live around here too, oh really

    işte böyle uyumsuz, hatta uygunsuz bir takım insanlara anglo-saxon dilinde misfit denmektedir ayrıca şarkıdan bunların bisküviyle beslendiğini de anlayabiliyoruz.
  • başta glenn danzig olmak üzere birden fazla misfitten oluşan, daha doğrusu zamanında oluşmuş olan, ama kalbimizde yaşayan grup için ise (bkz: misfits)
  • uyum gösterme yetisi bir zeka emaresi olarak kabul gördüğünden gerizekalı demekten çekinmeyeceğimiz insan evladıdır misfit.
  • 80'lerin hit curiosity killed the cat parçası.
  • pek sevdigimiz 80lerin* pek nadide grubu curiosity killed the cat'in gonullerde cicekler acan sarkisi, ahanda sozleri :

    sensitive child
    keep running wild in a confined space

    you're not to blame 'cause you're not the same
    get on the case.

    crazy sheep you are the odd one out
    crazy sheep let them know what you're all about.

    misfit, freak that's on the street
    well i can see the sorrow in your eyes.
    how long, how low
    how high can you go
    there'll be a bind for every kind
    you'll see.

    sensitive child
    your threat is so mild it worries me.
    build yourself some protection to avoid the injection
    then you can be happy.

    set your mode to emotion your secret potion
    designed to satisfy your soul
    and underneath your broken dreams
    you need to satisfy your soul.

    too fat too thin
    you lose or you win
    this may come as some surprise.
    too tall too short
    too loose or too taut
    there'll be a bind for every kind.

    you're got to satisfy your soul

    and underneath your broken dreams
    you need to satisfy your soul.
  • briçte, ortaklar arasında uygun bir renk bulunmama durumu.
  • çevresine uymayan,uyum sorunu görülen kimselere denilir.
  • (bkz: nesfit)
  • elefant:

    picked a girl up at the trainstop where i live
    took a drive along the beach by the ocean
    talk about the dreams we had while we were growing old
    wrote a poem on the back of your shoulder

    tell me your name, tell me your story
    cause i'm into it, runnin' through life like a misfit

    i will start again

    give the dog a bone to chew as i drive around
    wrote this song last night while i was sober

    tell me your name, tell me a story
    cause i'm into it, runnin' through life like a misfit

    and i kept on driving
    i will start again

    tell me your name, tell me a story
    cause i'm into it, runnin' through life like a misfit
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