Ordinary boys, happy knowing nothing

happy being no one, but themselves

Ordinary girls, supermarket clothes

who think it's very clever to be cruel to you

for you were so different

you stood all alone

and you knew

that it had to be so

avoiding ordinary boys

happy going nowhere, just around here

in their rattling cars

and ordinary girls

never seeing further

than the cold, small streets

that trap them

but you were so different

you had to say no

when those empty fools

tried to change you, and claim you

for the lair of their ordinary world

where they feel so lucky

so lucky, so lucky

with their lives laid out before them

they're so lucky, so lucky

so lucky, so lucky