Strange - Baked Goods

A funny thing always happens to be

Something peculiar that happens to me

Maybe you’re not cut from our cloth

Upon your shelf, you just slide right off

Look inside of my mind’s eye

Bloodshot-red covered in tie-dye

Said we don’t fit the status-quo

Come on, man, now don’t you know?

Release your fears, let 'em go

You got something inside that’s beautiful

Something new, something original

But you are something above it all

You’re strange

Just a little strange

Don’t you ever change the way you are

You’re just a little strange

Just like us

A funny thing always happens to you

Maybe it’s just the way you do what you do

You find it hard to describe

What’s going on upstairs inside

Your mouth moves, the words come stumbling out

No coordination, end up on the ground

You dance by flailing from side to side

Keep on moving 'til the day you die

Release your fears, let 'em go

You got something inside that’s beautiful

Something new, something original

But you are something above it all

You’re strange

Just a little strange

Don’t you ever change the way you are

You’re just a little strange

Just like us

Something wrong with the world today

Something I find crazy

Everybody thinks they’re something new

Which must make everybody the same

Just a little strange

We’re never gonna change the way we are

We’re just a little strange

Aren’t we all?

Something wrong with the world today

Something I find crazy

Everybody thinks they’re something new

Which must make everybody the same

Just a little strange

We’re never gonna change the way we are

We’re just a little strange

Aren’t we all?