There's a tall, mulatto, boy I know
And he comes to every party - he stands alone.
In viewing them the rest, the 'corner of his glance, it gets so clear
He's not, judging anyone.
The way his arms float around his cage, he's caged
Canary sings, silently brings, his voice to rage.
The way they stop and stare, the way they turn their
A *
But he stays, he stands his ground.
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And I'm, I'm so damn lame.
The way I condescend without ever knowing his name.
He keeps it in a box, hangs it from his ear
C *
It's makin' me so ashamed.
Slender body, slip through his glance.
I don't give it a single chance.
The way he's rocking back and forth,
B *
him say hello, hello.
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And I'm, I'm so damn lame.
Like a moth bumpin' off his godless flame.
I cannot condescend or even apprehend, what comes over me
When I see his shameless face.
So rage, please rage, against me
Beat me down, beat me down, forgive me,
For what I've done, I'm so lame, I'm so lame, I'm so lame
So lame, so lame, so lame.