There is the town idiot
The one who stands out
The one who sees all
The idiot who goes along with all the punk rock paradoxes
Me town idiot
The one who's small towns rally around after a magor faux pas
Has taken place
Usually felony time
They say he's an idiot
But he's out idiot
In cities the idiot become the landscape
There is no rally
There is no real identification with the idiot
They let him be k**ed
No felony time allowed
My home is no longer a town
It is not a city
Too many people define the idiot
Too few to be closed off
Ot the idiot will stand out
O where is the town idiot hiding?
Maybe he's hiding in me
Idiotic in the paradoxes within my community
A life of no communication
Iam the town idiot
It was created to get away from the establishment
Rebel
I fought the establishment
Now i am the establishment
Live on cnn
The pa**ing of the torch
I took the damn thing
Town idiot
They're watching us and they haven't got a clue
See out paradoxes
I've got frizzy orange hair
Laugh lines
I put on a squirt flower with flare
Everyone laughs
Wants me at their party
bu*t of all the hokes
Put black ink in the cup you drink
I am the town idiot
They're always watching
We are their future
I see freak boy
He ain't no female
He ain't no person of color
He surpa**es all boundries
In order to be a freak boy you must be white
Then you must be quirky
Wver see a greak girl
I am the town idiot
Greak boy has a lot of pawer
Maybe i'll tell him what to think
Maybe i'll lie and tell people what i want him to say
No then we'll have too many morals and ethics
The town idiot is in me
We don't beleive in god but we are in moral decline
So we establish morals and ethics to set out lives by
So we end up a lunatic fringe pushing our beleifs on others
We are not in denial of god
We 've hust mande him in an image of ourselves
We are all god
I am god
I am the town idiot
I am god
The town idiot is hiding in me
Religion is losing its influence so you can make god
An image of yourself
And i still see freak boy on the street being
Nice nice nice nice
He is not an a**hole
a**holes are insecure
And freak boy is busy being nice nice nice nice
Pretending to empathize with others
That he can no longer find his own insecurities
He speaks the common language
He feeds off his own intelligence
So in the real world he is the a**holw
I am god
Will decide what you will thik
Did you know i have to tell you what it about
I'm too uugly to f*ck
My breasts have been sagging
Did you know internal organs sag also
My heart is sagging too into my knees
I fall on my knees begging for notice
And cutting off the flow to my heart
Now i've pushed my beliefs on you
If i make you feel i am understanding you
We are communicating
Excuse me dialoging like the nice boy
Like the freak boy
Whatever happened to talking
I feel this meeting needs a closure
I feel this thing in me god idiot
He's hiding in me
Do you date a freak boy
Do you date a nice boy
Then you must be opressed
Opression makes you repressed
So you must understand the need for feminism
Tell me how to be you
Tell me all sorts of things
Trying to make you like me
I'll be just like you