There's a tall, a mulatto, boy I know And he comes to every party he stands alone 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 heads It's enough to make him want to run away i pi!nd goboppoi But he stays he stands his ground
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 Looks at everyone wihtout the slightest fear It's making 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 Makes a buzzing in my ear Constantly reminding me that I never stop to hear Him say hello, hello
And I'm I'm so damn lame Like a moth, bumping 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 so lame
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