Most of the time you are happy,
You're a weirdo.
And before the introduction ends
There's someone feeling sorry for their selves.
Chorus
Look at your ugly shame,
What are you talking for?
Look at your ugly shame.
Most of the time you're demanding,
What am I doing here, and I don't want to be.
And the hurt in which you bare
You could say goodbye to this earth.
Chorus
Look at your ugly shame,
What are you talking for?
Look at your ugly shame.
There's too much for me to know about.
Instrumental
Most of the time you are happy,
You're a weirdo.
And your nerve is my device,
And it makes me sad.
Chorus
Look at your ugly shame,
What are you talking for?
Look at your ugly shame.
There's too much for me to know about.
Now it's the outro solo played on some kind of organ-slash-synth. It's
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