The pub talk, the scandals,
Like vandals they try to tear you down
The whispers, turn rumours,
Theres no truth but that dont stop those cats
They need the little bit extra,
They dont mind if its only conjecture
They tried to tell me I wasnt full time,
I tried to think of an alibi
I felt so awful I spat in their faces and ran for my life

They need that little bit extra,
They dont mind if its only conjecture
They tried to tell me theirs was the right way,
I tried to shout that was a lie,
I felt so sick I spat in their lifestyles with a runaway pride!

Untouched by unhuman hands,
cause only God knows I dont call that a man
Who spends his waking days,
Telling others what to think and what to say

They tried to tell me I wasnt normal,
I tried to shout theres no such thing!
I felt so sick I spat on their lifestyles with a runaway pride!

So catch me if you can,
cause I would rather be dead than live like that -
Hey, hey, hey!

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