Outsiders Lyrics - Outsiders - Jesse Malin

Get your man-child off the street 

Tell your fortunes to the thieves 

From the wastelands of the world 

Through the shadows of a girl 

Moving to the rhythm of the primal drum 

You've been working all your life 

'Nother slave to all that jive 

Like an actor in the rain 

With somebody else's fame 

Moving to the rhythm of the final drum 

Whatever you believe in, we all get corrupted 

I'm an outsider after the party's over 

I'm an outsider after the show 

I'm outsider trying to kick it over 

I'm an outsider, that's all I know 

Moving to the rhythm of the final drum 

Whatever you believe in, we all get corrupted