I KNOW I'M WIRED WEIRD There's always answers, so they say What was the question anyway? I opened the door I fell on the floor And from my new location Try to do some more I'm here but not here, is sort of it By now even my mom has noticed it You've seen me before But where, you're not sure And I'm making it up as I go along ...Long, singing a song... Song, song, it's where I belong... Music is my first language That's how it is I know I'm wired weird So what's the deal And what's okay? And what's the new news anyway? Papyrus is fine; I'll write on behinds Drop trouser, there you go, Now you can walk away And brag about it to the class This crazy bloke Just wrote a song on my ass And meanwhile here, To me, it's next year I keep makin' it up as I go along ...Long, singing a song Song, yeah, it's where I belong Music is my first language That's how it is I know I'm wired weird ~Guitar solo~ Let's say, I never make the grade... And you won't see me in the Hit Parade... I don't give a damn I'll stay who I am I know I'm wired weird But that's the dealio Yes, that's the dealio here... I don't give a damn I'll stay who I am I know I'm wired weird But that's the dealio Yeah, that's the dealio here Copyright 2019 ~ JESUS OLDMAN