You Don't Belong Here - Charlie Sexton

She said, «Ain't this some congregation?

Ain’t this some kind of crowd?»

Spit in the eye of creation

So educated and powers

Their plans are outrageous

And the tales are so tall

The conversation’s contagious

But their talk is so small

Sidewalks and the streets

Are overflowing with dread

Every night down here

Is night of the living dead

You don’t belong here

You know it’s true

Oh, you look all wrong here

Don’t know how to act or do

But you know sometimes I think

I don’t belong here too

Walking down the fire

It’s like shedding your skin

And throw your clothes out the window

Oh, face the person within

It’s like dying in public

It’s like learning to fly

Leaving the world behind you

It’s like being born thrice

You’re probably right, all right

But this is my home

What kind of home is that

Living on long death row?

You don’t belong here

You’re just passing through

Oh, you look around here

Man, you’re just not that cruel

You don’t belong here

You should know it’s true

Oh, you don’t belong here

You don’t know how to act or do

But you know sometimes I think

You will be leaving soon

She thought that he was a king of the world

But he was walking 'round in rags

She told him who the king of the world really was

She told, told him to pack his bags

It was a Saturday night

It was the end of our worlds

It was a fantastic fight

Oh, was impressing the girls

We was impressing the Russians

Even impressed the Chinese

We had 'em running for cover

We had 'em down on their knees

Broke the code

And surround the building at dawn

But they had disappeared mysteriously

Meanwhile the war rages on

You don’t belong here

Yes, you know it’s true

Oh, you won’t last long here

Man, you’re just not that cruel

Oh, you don’t belong here

You should know it’s true

Oh, you don’t belong here

Man, you’re just not that cruel