The Odd One In Lyrics

So sue me if I like a good flood
Shipwrecked cars, wet concrete
A forest fire
A hurricane
Wild animals running down the street
Well curse me if I say your peace of mind is too fine
I like mine scary
I like my things
Just a little out of the ordinary

So condemn if you will my view
When I see this picture of the sky
I know it's the best you can do
But I see no mixture
No dark clouds
No wonder why
What's wrong with this picture
Is that my mouth's too big
My eyes too weary That's cause I like my things
Just a little out of the ordinary

The day after would be as awful as it would be beautiful
A ghost town
All the lights are on
But you wonder where all the people have gone
A graveyard or a haunted house
You know ordinary can be so dreary
So excuse the hell out of me
If I like my things strange, rare or eerie
Or at least
A little out of the ordinary
Just a little out of the ordinary
Please a little out of the ordinary

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