2 acessos
E C#m My tongue is the pen of a ready writer; I've got so much to say E C#m I'm not schizophrenic I just haven't had my medicine today A People they act like they've never seen a king before F#m B F# But when I just am that I am they tell me "there's the door" [Refrain] B Cause I am a freak A riddle G#m The kind you love too little E I am the one you call "the other" C#m You can't take home to mother B I am the angst Provider G#m The ultimate outsider E And I'm not welcome where the work is C#m Not in your homes or in your churches... [Chorus 2] E C#m My tongue is the pen and I feel inspired unusually today E C#m My bed at the bridge kept me warm all night til the sky turned cold and gray A At noon on the corner I shout out words they can't ignore F#m B F# Cuz' nobody sees they're too busy making money, kids and war [Refrain] B Cause I am a freak A riddle G#m The kind you love too little E I am the one you call "the other" C#m You can't take home to mother B I am the angst Provider G#m The ultimate outsider E And I'm not welcome where the work is C#m Not in your homes or in your churches... [Bridge] C#m A Cry me a river E G#m With an ocean all around A F#m E B F# E So many strangers live right among you now B F# E There right here right now [Refrain] B But I am a freak A riddle G#m I may have just a little E But I might be a savior or a brother C#m A someone's long lost mother B Maybe I'm not like the scriptures G#m And I don't fit your pictures E But maybe an angel's come between us Who knows? E F# I might be Jesus... [Refrain] C# I am a freak A riddle A#m The kind you love too little F# I am the one you call "the other" D#m You can't take home to mother C# I am the angst Provider A#m The ultimate outsider F# But maybe an angel's come between us Who knows? F# G# I might be Jesus...