You say I’m not normal, but what do you mean?
You claim I don’t fit in, explain that to me
What you think is crazy is another person’s bore
I am not an expert, but I know this for sure
So, let’s get back to your definition.
I’m not a genius, but I’ve had a premonition
While you’re sitting behind the screen
Ranting about who shouldn’t be seen
Those you call outcasts are changing the world
And you’re so outraged, you haven’t even heard
Before you spout out more of your drivel
Can I ask a question, it is rather pivotal?
If, on this earth everyone was the same
No blacks, cripples, religions or gays
Would you nit-pick at the colour of his hair?
Or would her freckles make you go spare?
See, I think you are the type
Who gets sucked in by the hype
You never have time to stand by the mirror
To look at yourself and create a true picture
But if you do, come back to me
We’ll have a chat over some tea
Defining what’s normal, in the interim
Only serves to make you seem dim
So, do me a favour, abandon your vanity
There is no normal, just humanity