Get your man-child off the street Tell your fortunes to the thieves From the wastelands of the world Through the shadows of a girl Moving to the rhythm of the primal drum You've been working all your life 'Nother slave to all that jive Like an actor in the rain With somebody else's fame Moving to the rhythm of the final drum
Whatever you believe in, we all get corrupted I'm an outsider after the party's over I'm an outsider after the show I'm outsider trying to kick it over I'm an outsider, that's all I know Moving to the rhythm of the final drum Whatever you believe in, we all get corrupted