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You disintegrate from public performance

Your attendance in crowds is not welcome at all

Thick acrid perfume pours from your gullet

Into a desperate running crowd

Your morals are non-existent

The depths of the family degradation you sink to

are of course the lowest of the low

I suggest when you reach the very bottom

You put a flag out like Neil Armstrong did back in 1969

Contrary to popular belief

this is no laughing matter

There's a patient upstairs

He is neither human nor an animal

Why are people so cruel, narrow-minded fools

Their perception of something, they should keep to themselves

They should keep it a close-guarded secret

not blurt it out

on the front of the tabloids

every day every week now

Every day, every week, every month and every year

I cry for mankind

I cry for mankind

Don't you know it's so good for you

As active as I may be, I still go home alone

I may entertain the crowds, be full of boundless energy

I still go home alone

I may be legal age

I still go home alone

I have visions of love

for the world and his wife

Still go home alone

For your mum and dad

Still go home alone

(...that there has been no social worker for his family since January...)

I cry for mankind

I cry for mankind

Contrary to popular belief

this is no laughing matter

I am the patient that's upstairs

I'm not human, I'm not an animal

(...allocated urgently to...)

Sometimes it's kind of Victorian

I don't get bored

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