When you were born, you were the earth Uprooted and screaming Your mind as clear as the ocean You were ready to be carved Now there's a lot to be learned From those first words Those first steps Those first thoughts: "Who am I?" And "Do I belong?" By third grade you start to feel like Something's horribly wrong with you You know you're all different But you're taught to fit in So you try to talk, breathe, dress, act And think like the others: "I would do anything If you would let me be One of you" I just wanted to be I just wanted to be I just wanted to be one of you And as we grew older , I watched you all pretend To be the same person Rarely standing for who you really are Never living your own truth And all the while, I kept on struggling To fit in with you f**ers After all, we're of the same earth We're made of the same dirt You say you're who you wanna be But tell me, are you happy? You finally fit in But only as wheels in the machine Now you're the ones ripping down Rainforest trees To know my heart to be dust I watched you f** your pretty little secretaries
Your pretty little secretaries I just wanted to be I just wanted to be I just wanted to be one of you To make one just like another To make them all alike (All... alike) (All alike) I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be Never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be one of you I never wanted to be Never wanted to be one of you To make one just like another To make them all alike All alike Just like one who's just like another All alike (All alike, all alike, all alike...) (All alike, all alike, all alike...) "Mother, wouldn't it be slick if we had an electric ironer? Like Sally's mother has?" "Of course it would. And I'm looking forward to having an electric dryer, too. Wee!" "No matter what the job is, there are machines to take the hard work out of it." "There's no trick to do the wash with this baby, and we can go right on playing cribbage." "Automatic, eh?" "Oh, you betcha."