They say you look like a gypsy And got a smile of a thief You wear your clothes like a hippie In you they got no belief And you're just walking around Thinking about nothing You're well known in this town 'Cause of your big brown muffin
And every day to you Really looks the same But you've got nothing to lose You're not even in the game You can't deny All the feelings you have Even though you wish to 'Cause I know you feel sad
You bury your head deep in the sand You cannot take all the fear things've gotten out of hand People despise your free ways I know you're misunderstood But is that really the truth couldn't things be good?
You're all alone And you've got no one You're lost in the game It is the pentagram It's got your soul again And you'll never be free No
