Paul Simon
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It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor.
Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure.
It's a blessing to wash your face in summer solstice rain
It's outrageous that a man like me should stand here and complain.

But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day.
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK?
I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO!
Painting my hair the colour of mud.

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Ah, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?

It's outrageous the food they try to serve in the public school.
Outrageous the way they talk to you like some kind of clinical fool
It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love.
It's outrageous, I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of.

But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day.
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK?
I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO!
Painting my hair the colour of mud.



Mirror lyrics:


Painting my hair the colour of mud.
I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO!
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK?
But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day.

It's outrageous, I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of.
It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love.
Outrageous the way they talk to you like some kind of clinical fool
It's outrageous the food they try to serve in the public school.

Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Ah, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?

Painting my hair the colour of mud.
I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? NO!
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK?
But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day.

It's outrageous that a man like me should stand here and complain.
It's a blessing to wash your face in summer solstice rain
Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure.
It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor.


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