(QuatroTuckey)

Your mind is like a junkyard

All entangled like a web

You leave the wrecks of other people's lives

In a trail of tattered shreds

United Nations get-together

There's one of every kind

Of broken hearted, disappointed souls

All the waste you left behind



You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools

You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools



Oh excommunication

You don't enjoy a soul

Walk a mile above the others

Baby enjoying your lonely home

So keep your distance

Keep your cool

Laughing off your own blues

Fight for the right to remain uptight

You're a sad and lonely loser



You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools

You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools

But you're cool



You're afraid to venture out on the streets

Where the warm society lives

You're afraid to smile at anybody

It's more than you've got to give

So fight on fighter

And lose loser

Love can drive you insane you know

Broken hearted disappointed soul

Your song remains the same



You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools

You're just a non citizen

Living in a city of fools

But you're cool