So what if
Autos don't
Turn me on
So what if I
Didn't fail
And so what if I
Didn't punch that guy
At least
I always knew
He wasn't right
And so what if
My clothes didn't come from
JD Sports
Does that really mean my
Affections towards
Those who look a little more like me
Do you really believe
That my bright red shoes
Mean I don't fancy the
Same love as you
Because ooooh
That sounds like a lie
That sounds like a lie
I spent all my money on a bag of line
And it only shows under bus lights
Is this where my success lies
Or is this
Where my efforts die
When I turn 65
Or more likely 75
I hope I never need my bus pass
In order to survive