The Ordinary Boys
ordinary boys, happy knowing nothinghappy being no-one but themselvesordinary girls, supermarket clotheswho think it's very clever to be cruel to you
for you were so differentyou stood all aloneand you knewthat it had to be soavoiding ordinary boyshappy going nowhere, just around herein their rattling cars
ordinary girlsnever seeing furtherthan the cold, small streetsthat trap thembut you were so differentyou had to say nowhen those empty foolstried to change you, and claim youfor the lair of their ordinary world
where they feel so luckyso lucky, so luckywith their lives laid out before themthey are luckyso lucky, so luckyso lucky, so ...