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I've been feeling down
I've been looking round the town
For somebody just like me
But the only ones I see
Are the dummies in the window
They spend their money on clothes
It saddens me to think
That the only ones I see are mannequins
Looking stupid, being used and being thin
And I don't know why I hang around with them

The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused
The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused
Than be me in a cage
With a bottle of rage
And a family like the mafia

I've been feeling blue
And I don't know what to do
And I never get a thrill
And they threw me out of school
'Cause I swore at all the teachers
Because they never teach us
A thing I want to know
We do Chemistry, Biology and Maths
I want Poetry and Music and some laughs
And I don't think it's an awful lot to ask

So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go
So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go
Cause I'm here in a cage
With a bottle of rage
And a family like the mafia

If my family tree goes back to the Romans
Then I will change my name to Jones
If my family tree goes back to Napolean
Then I will change my name to Smith
If my family tree goes back to the Romans
Then I will change my name to Jones
If you're looking at me to be an accountant
Then you will look but you will never see
If you're looking at me to start having babies
Then you can wish because I'm not here to fool around
You can wish because I'm not here to fool around
You can wish because I'm not here to fool around
I've been feeling down   I've been looking round the town   For somebody just like me   But the only ones I see   Are the dummies in the window   They spend their money on clothes   It saddens me to think   That the only ones I see are mannequins   Looking stupid, being used and being thin   And I don't know why I hang around with them      The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused   The way they act, I'd rather be fat than be confused   Than be me in a cage   With a bottle of rage   And a family like the mafia      I've been feeling blue   And I don't know what to do   And I never get a thrill   And they threw me out of school   'Cause I swore at all the teachers   Because they never teach us   A thing I want to know   We do Chemistry, Biology and Maths   I want Poetry and Music and some laughs   And I don't think it's an awful lot to ask      So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go   So won't you please get up off your knees, and let me go   Cause I'm here in a cage   With a bottle of rage   And a family like the mafia      If my family tree goes back to the Romans   Then I will change my name to Jones   If my family tree goes back to Napolean   Then I will change my name to Smith   If my family tree goes back to the Romans   Then I will change my name to Jones   If you're looking at me to be an accountant   Then you will look but you will never see   If you're looking at me to start having babies   Then you can wish because I'm not here to fool around   You can wish because I'm not here to fool around   You can wish because I'm not here to fool around
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