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