It's outra geous to line yo ur pockets off the misery of the poor.
Outrag eous the crime some huma n beings must endure.
It's a blessing to wash your f ace in summer s olstice rain
It's outra geous that a man like me stand here and complain.
But I'm tired
900 sit-ups a day.
I'm pa inting my hair the col or of mud mud OK?
I'm ti red tir ed anyb ody care what I say? NO!
P ainting my hair the color of mud.
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Tell me who' s gonna love you when your looks are gone ?
A h who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
It's outra geous the food t hey try to serve in the pu blic school.
Outrag eous the way they talk to yo ur like some kind of clinical fool
It's a blessi ng to rest my h ead in the circle of your l ove.
It's outra geous I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of .
And I'm tired
900 sit-ups a day.
I'm pa inting my hair the col or of mud mud OK?
I'm ti red tir ed anyb ody care what I say? NO!
P ainting my hair the color of mud.
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Tell me who' s gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Ah who 's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
W ho's gonna love you when your looks are gon e?
Tell me who' s gonna love you when your looks are gone?
God wil l like he waters the flowers on the window sill.
Take me I'm an ordinary player in t he key of
And my will w as broken by my pride and my vanity
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
God wil l like he waters the flowers on the window sill.
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
