I'm always on the outside looking in
and where do you go
when the school bell rings?
always off with your new friends
and you always smell like smoke
always smoking that dope
don't you know your Mom's worried sick?
'cause you always look thin and underfed
I'm always on the outside looking in
I'm always on the outside looking in
oh Lord, but why should I
need the warmth of touch
these things are gone
people come and go
I'm always on the outside looking in
and I don't understand
that poetry you read
what does it mean that you have
an existential dilemma
what is that?
always on the roof with your old Dad
trying to figure out
where you're going now
I'm always on the outside looking in
I'm always on the outside looking in
I'm always on the outside looking in
oh Lord, but at least I have
a sound of mind letter
and a wide TV tonight