Song written by Kim Wilde. Fourth track of the album Teases & Dares. Along with Shangri-La this was one of the first two self-penned songs that were released. Not too confident about her own songwriting abilities at first, she apparently had been writing two years before releasing her first two own compositions.
Live performances
‘Fit in’ was performed live during the Rage to Rock Tour in 1985 only.
Kim about Fit In
‘Fit in’ was inspired by my neighbours banging on the ceiling when I was playing a Frankie Goes to Hollywood 12 inch single!!!!! (1)
‘Fit in’ is very concrete. I describe the irritation I had with my neighbours in my appartment in London. In the beginning we got along great, they always knocked on my door. In the beginning I thought they wanted my autograph, but the opposite was true: they were angry because I made too much noise with my music, while friends came late and night and left early in the morning. I believe everyone who lives alone for the first time goes through this kind of thing. (2)
Credits
Drums: Chris North
Fender Jazz Bass: Gary Twigg
Fender Stratocaster: Steve Byrd
Yamaha DX7, Solina: Kim Wilde
Arranged and produced by Kim Wilde.
Engineer: Nigel Mills with thanks to Stephen Stewart-Short and Pete Schwier.
Interview sources
(1) Kim Wilde Fanclub News, volume 3 no. 4
(2) Snapshot. In: Popcorn (Germany), November 1984
Lyrics
Fit in, fit in
I’m spending nights just dreaming
And playing the music loud
They’re banging on the ceiling
They’re praying that I’ll soon be out
I almost thought of leaving
Get away from the glares and their unfriendly stares
And now I’m all alone
And the telephone teases and dares
I’ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I’m not for giving in
Fit in, Fit in
They’re kicking up a storm in …
Some strange place they know out of town
Why won’t I go along there
It’s crazy they’re all doing it now
But right now it’s the last place
That I wanna see – It’s my way to be free
And I’m getting bored
Of the way they expect me to be
You gotta be, you gotta be
I’ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I’m not for giving in
Fit in, Fit in
Fit in, fit in
I’m holding on so tightly
But I don’t want to take any more
‘cos what they say just bites me
And gets to me down to the core
A ring and kids invite me
Or a house and a home
And a car and a phone
And a video
Won’t they ever leave it alone
You gotta ring, you gotta ring
I’ll get away from them all (oh oh)
So pride comes before a fall
But I’m not for giving in
I won’t fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in, fit in
Oh no, I don’t fit in, fit in