Ordinary boys, happy knowing nothing happy being no one, but themselves Ordinary girls, supermarket clothes who think it's very clever to be cruel to you for you were so different you stood all alone and you knew that it had to be so avoiding ordinary boys happy going nowhere, just around here in their rattling cars and ordinary girls never seeing further than the cold, small streets that trap them but you were so different you had to say no when those empty fools tried to change you, and claim you for the lair of their ordinary world where they feel so lucky so lucky, so lucky with their lives laid out before them they're so lucky, so lucky so lucky, so lucky
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