The girls all think she’s very strange,
The boys all think she’s hot:
The clothes she has are all in vogue
The thoughts she has are not
She loves the old and classic stars,
And really doesn’t care:
You go be Gwen Stefani, she
Will be Claudette Colbert
For like so many rebels, she’s
More genuine than rogue:
But being who you really are
Has rarely been
In vogue
You said the life we choose to lead
Is puny and absurd;
So you’ll show how unique you are
And join another herd
Yes, you’ll stand out alright, you will
With all around your twin –
Your individuality?
A lot like fitting in
You’ve left your small life here, where you
Can live, at last stand tall:
Another herd to graze among
And never think
At all
When I hear
The individual is not what matters
It is the group (or “system”) they belong to
I believe I recognize
The foundational step
Of every truly great evil
The world has ever known
