Outrageous

It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor

Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure

It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain

It's outrageous a man like me stand here and complain

But I'm tired nine hundred sit ups a day

I'm painting my hair the colour of mud mud okay

I'm tired tired

Anybody care what I say no

I'm painting my hair the colour of mud

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Tell me who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Aw who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

It's outrageous the food they try to serve in a public school

Outrageous the way they talk to you like you're some kind of clinical fool

It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love

It's outrageous I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of

And I'm tired nine hundred sit ups a day

I'm painting my hair the colour of mud mud okay

I'm tired tired anybody care what I say no

Painting my hair the colour of mud

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Tell me who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

Tell me who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

God will

Like he waters the flowers on your window sill

Take me I'm an ordinary player in the key of C

And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone

God will

Like he waters the flowers on your window sill

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone ^[1]