Too many weird stuff is happening
for everything to keep being so normal
I don't trust your informed face
and your survival instinct
It's been some time since I read or watch anything
because it offends me that everything is so wrong
And even cute people make me mad,
and the boys and girls don't do anything for a change
Because someday this lethal trap is going to open up,
but until then, you'll carry a shadow in your face
And stop taking pride on being a normal human being,
don't play dumb anymore, because your fault names you
And I'm telling you: "Hey, bear with that fault!
It's not your fault if your nose doesn't match your face"
And I'm telling you: "Hey, bear with that fault!
Even if you get a boob job, baby, you'll still be weird".
Mutilated, undernourished, deformed, a glass eye marks your scar
Sailors, self-sufficient faggots, dance the dance of intelligence
Too many weird stuff is happening
for everything to keep being so normal
Everybody knows it because of the face
Everybody notices because of the way of dancing
And I'm telling you: "Hey, bear with that fault!
It's not your fault if your nose doesn't match your face"
And I'm telling you: "Hey, bear with that fault!
Even if you get a boob job, baby, you'll still be weird".