I do not wear the elegance
to be part of your magnificence
I’m all feathers ruffled
and you’re all, ‘Let’s not cause a kerfuffle’ smart
I wear odd socks
because I don’t really care
you iron yours
which I think is very rare
misfit
Cowboy time
The time is ten to ten
I want whisky on tap
It’s cowboy time
And then
We saddle up and ride
Don’t give me that side eye
I’m the man with the wit
And the battle stride
You may say I’m a misfit
But just like you, I was born to die
Misfit
These are lyrics in my mind, more so than poetry.
I miss having something to miss
I’m a loser
A misfit in ordinary clothes
better call the doctor
I’ve been drinkin’
Gotten to my liver
I keep getting these shivers
I’ve gone blind
Is it any wonder
I never see eye to eye
I’m a loser
A misfit in ordinary clothes
I miss wanting to quit
I want to quit not quitting
Ain’t touched a blade
Since I don’t know when
Wonder what’s wrong with that
Is it the alcohol
Or am I really fine
It’s too late in the day
I can’t tell if it’s not okay
I think I don’t know
A single fucking thing
I’m just a misfit
In ordinary clothes.
Wind
The wind against my face
With no one around
To see I’m part of the human race
Going at my own pace
I don’t care for empty platitudes
I don’t wanna talk to you
I’ll be alone in my own mind
And I don’t care cause I got the time
I don’t keep on your watch
I don’t walk the line
Not so linear
In this head of mine
I’m always in the wrong place
For I don’t fit in, anyway
So what do I care if I step behind
Never keeping up
With you men in your ties
It’s just a noose around your neck
I’m running loose
Cause, what the heck
I don’t need those shiny shoes
I won’t slick my hair back
And look like you
I’ll listen to Bob Dylan
In my car with the window open
On a winters day
Cuz we got the blues
And only the wind knows what to do.
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