Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection
She's a model of society
Wears a cross, but only for protection

From her own immorality

But she's sayin' I'm an abhoration

Burn in hell for all my decorations
Start lookin' for salvation
There'll be nowhere to hide


Chorus:
Pray for me, I don't fit in

Pray for me, 'cause I look so wild
Pray for me, I don't fit in
Pray for me, I could be your child


Back in school, I questioned the conditions
Was a pillar of conformity

Was a fool, but I had an education

Least I learned what I don't want to be

Be rejected by the population
Never mind about the degradation


All you need is public conformation
What really matters inside


Chorus

I don't understand, the way that you judge a man

Your opinon's nothin' to me won'tcha
Won'tcha look deep inside,
and see who is livin' there

I bet you will find one that looks just like me

Mrs. Smith is holding an inspection

She's a model of society
Wears a cross, but only for protection
From her own immorality


But she's sayin' I'm an abhoration
Burn in hell for all my decorations

Start lookin' for salvation
There'll be nowhere to hide


Chorus

Repeat Chorus