He said Ain't this some congregation Ain't this some kind of crowd They spit in the eye of creation They're so educated and proud Their plans are outrageous And the tales are so tall The conversation's contagious But the talk is so small The sidewalks and the streets are overflowing with dread And every night down here's the night of the living dead You don't belong here You know it's true You look all wrong here You don't know how to act or what to do But you know sometimes I think I don't belong here too She said It's like walking through fire It's like shedding your skin You throw your clothes out the window You face the person within It's like dying in public It's like learning to fly Leaving the world behind you It's like being born twice He said "you're probably right all right, but this is my home" She said "what kind of home is that, living on d**h row" You don't belong here You're just pa**ing through You won't last long here Man you're just not that cruel And I'm gonna say a prayer that you're gonna leave here soon He thought he was the king of the world He was walking around in rags She told him who the king of the world really was She told him to pack his bags It was a Saturday night It was the end of the world It was a fantastic fight It was impressing the girls It was impressing the Russians Even impressed the Chinese It had 'em running for cover It had 'em down on their knees The enemy broke the code and surrounded the building at dawn But they had disappeared mysteriously Meanwhile the war rages on ...