Creep Quasimodo - yeah, I am a likely target,
Sure, I'll play the part,
Born with the face of an old Desoto,
If misery loves more, then why am I crying alone now?
I'd make a better bore if there were someone to practice it on.
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I'm on the outside looking in,
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I cannot face my face again.
Genetic drifter, quarantined in my own dimension,
Hey look - it smokes, it drinks, it philosophises,
It's loving this new attention,
We apologise, but the status quota's already met,
And if you reapply, you'll need a written excuse from your vet.
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I'm on the outside looking in,
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I cannot face my face again,
I need somebody,
I'm on the outside looking through,
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I never wanted this tattoo.
She gave me water,
She gave me her books to carry, then the dream was gone,
I'm back in my sanctuary,
Nothing to confess, but I've got scars deeper than your minds,
Nothing to declare but my love for all of mankind.
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I'm on the outside looking in,
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I cannot face my face again,
I need somebody,
I'm on the outside looking through,
I need somebody, (I need someone, yeah)
I never paid for this tattoo.
