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I’m getting tired and sick

Of you calling it chick

To describe what is that I am

When I know that I’m damned

'cause I got no own place to go

I’m getting sick and tired

You say you know my kind

But I’m a one of a kind

I’m blind leading blind

Cause we got no own place to go

But we’re the pounding of the drums

We’re your next-door-neighbours

You sure must have known

You got nowhere to go

The Others, O-oh-Oh!

The Others, O-oh-Oh!

The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!

I’m building an army of misplaced lovers

Known as «the others»

Working under covers of love

Cause we got nowhere else to go

Gonna enlist every baldheaded chick with a dick

Every queer that is here so you stupid gits

Know, you’re fucked up, nowhere to go

Hear the pounding of the drums

From you next-door-neighbour

You sure must have known

You got nowhere to go

The Others, O-oh-Oh!

The Others, O-oh-Oh!

The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!

I’m building an army of misplaced lovers

Known as «the others»

Working under covers…

The Others…

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