All around somebody elses pad You stumble as you chase the latest fad Dont look confused with all the things you find Just wait until the crowd makes up your mind Coming back repeating every word Repeating all the things you overheard The bandwagons rumble past I sit here on the curb And like an echo, you are like unto a mockingbird As long as you can sing their style of song You wont be lonely you can tag along Pasted on your face a sickly grin Hoping that someone will say youre in Dark eyes shifting round take in a lot Noting who is here and then whos not Careful that you keep your standing clear Away from those with whom you cant be seen Coming back repeating every word Repeating all the things you overheard The bandwagons rumble past I sit here on the curb And like an echo, you are like unto a mockingbird Here lately you dont speak or even look Because my names not written in their book But if they turn my different ways to see Youd be the first to proudly stand by me Coming back repeating every word Repeating all the things you overheard The bandwagons rumble past I sit here on the curb And like an echo, you are like unto a mockingbird
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