He's only seventeen, an outcast of the world.
He tried to get by on what he had.
The people detested his long hair
and therefore he couldn't find any work.
Prejudice are the people of today,
they horde what they have
and they cheat where they can.
Oh god, why can't they just be fair
and just try to understand?
Prejudice are the people of today,
they horde what they have
and they cheat where they can.
Oh god, why can't they just be fair
and just try to understand?
He traveled to the ends of the earth
to try and find everlasting peace.
He had been lonely since his birth
and he had been pushed like an inhuman beast;
he couldn't find what he was lookin' for
and he was growin' weak and old.
And finally he took an overdose
and now his body's cold.
Prejudice are the people of today,
they horde what they have
and they cheat where they can.
Oh god, why can't they just be fair
and just try to understand?