Every time I'm on the street   People laugh and point at me   They talk about my length of hair   And the out of date clothes I wear      They say I look like the living dead   They say I can't have much in my head   They say my songs are much too slow   But they don't know the things I know      I know I don't belong   And there's nothing I can do   I was born too late   And I'll never be like you      In my life things never change   To everybody I seem strange   But in my world now something's died   So I just stare with these insane eyes      I know I don't belong   And there's nothing that I can do   I was born too lte   And I'll never be like you