Wish I could lie in the sun  The same things as anyone  Wish I could lie down there  With my feet, high in the air    I'd have a drink in my hand  Read words from a newspaper stand  Wish I could lie in the sun  Wish I could fly like everyone    Same things as anyone  Same things as anyone    But you burn me up you paint my skin  In bad designs that ain't even in    My skin's crawling up the wall  Into the ocean I'd love to fall  I hear the sounds but they ain't the same  As feeling them with you two feet away    There's always more worse off than me  Suppose I'm lucky I can even see  All the people that I'd like to be  Passing me by everyday in the street  Same things as anyone  Same things as anyone    But you burn me up you paint my skin  In bad designs that ain't even in  I got good lungs, got a good heart  My mind is fit, and my feet can walk    And here I am in the shade on the street  Asking people for money to eat  What did I ever do to deserve this?  Did I kill a child or something worse?    Same things as anyone    What's the reason maybe make you feel   How much more fortunate you are than me