Don't laugh-but there are people in this world

Born as boys-and fighting to be girls

People standing in their way

Some are straight and some are gay

Calling them the drag queens

Say you can't be one of us

You only have yourself to blame

You don't fit



Don't laugh-but there are people in this town

Be polite say a whiter shade of brown

People that they gotta fight

Some are black and some are white

Calling them the half-breeds

Say you can't be one of us

You only have yourself to blame

You don't fit



That's what you're there for-square pegs in square holes

Round pegs in round

You get too big then they can't make new holes

So they'll cut you down

All ugly sisters must wear glass slippers

Or get out of town



But don't cry-If the people in your street

Lead a life that's more or less complete

Little problems every day

Little problems go away

Kid yourself you're fighting for life

Kid yourself you fight for love

But maybe in some other lifetime

You won't fit

And if you don't fit

You're fit for nothing at all



If you don't fit

You're fit for nothing at all



nothing at all ..........





This album represents a desperate attempt to make some sense of

Rock and Roll. Deep in our hearts, we knew it was doomed to failure.

The question remains:

Why did we try?



Performed by :

Joe Jackson - Vocals, Keyboards, Melodica

Graham Mabe - Bass, Vocals

Gary Sanford - Guitars

Dave Houghton - Drums, Vocals



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