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WE ARE THE STRANGE ONES     by The Repressions

We are the strange ones
The people you heard about
You’d rather not acknowledge us
Time for a turnabout
We are the strange ones
The weird weirdos who do things you think only a few weird weirdos do
Those people who must live very far away
The ones who make you roll your eyes all day
That think and act and look that way
You think we’re just a few… But there’s a slew
We’re here to recruit

Tell your children time to change… We’ll add them to our flock of strange

When you see the sides of issues and life
Hexagons and circles squaring off
The gears in your weird crank open I’m hopin’
See it from above
The mass acceptance is the crazed
People lounging in a maze… In a blanket haze… It lasts for days… Soaking up the rays
Of being a happy cog
Who buys products that shine… And thinks celebrity’s fine
And gets their body all sick on the processed slime
And thinks it’s funny to say “bacon LOL”
This is a hell

We are the strange ones

So come on kids paint the strange one’s spackle
Shake off your shackle don’t give your demographic to cruel and needy greed
Don’t let them feed steer them to their knees
Until we rearrange let’s force the change make their savage selfishness seem so strange

We are the strange ones
Here to repossess the mess
Think of the animals… Think of the planet full
Think of your brothers…Think of some others
Or we’ll smother you with our strangeness

Strange is not a splashin’ jacket… It’s not a hundred tattoos
It’s how you give and how you amend
And all the places you refuse to spend
And all the madness you refuse to accept
It’s not well kept
But it’s not inept

We are the strange ones
Trying hard to be full of love
Trying not to buy things made by slaves
Trying not to sell things that scratch our souls
Trying hard to breathe while we accept we’re not in control

It’s a strange way to live… Strange trying to give
Giving facts, reason, kindness, love
Giving gifts without the wrapping… But they’re still napping

We are the strange ones

You think we’re strange to care… That’s the saddest tear
But we’ll still care from way out there we’re more than a prayer we’ll always care

We are the strange ones… We are the strange ones… We are the strange ones
You think we’re just a few… But there’s a slew
We’re here to recruit

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