If you come to find out who you areThen, may you find out, may you find out who you areAnd if you come to search for what is lostThen may you find it, may you find it at any costAnd if you come o’er from farThen, may it not touch you or ever do you harmAnd if you come, oh, so softYou may look up one day and you’ll be hard
If I were to die todaySlaughtered in that masqueradeThe last thing that you’d hear me say:Put my body on display in the paradePassing slowly through the townMy feet, they cannot touch the ground of the parade
All of my friends were there, waiting on meOh, Laurie was there, waiting on meAnna was there, waiting on meI have come, I will go, just the same
If I were to die todayPuppet in that grey charadeThe last thing that you’d hear me say isBury me in different shades of the paradePassing slowly through the townMy feet, they can not touch the groundGo now, you’ll go but, oh, just how?Never leave this, never leave this town of the parade
Didn’t I tell you?Oh, walk down through the alleyAnd wasn’t I in search forOh, somebody just like you?Open up your window, throw down your hairI’ll climb it anywhereI feel just like a boyStill life with the rejects from the Island of Misfit Toys