Ex-Con

Whenever I get dressed up

I feel like an ex-con

Trying to make good

Whenever I get dressed up

I feel like an ex-con

Trying to make good

Jean jacket and tie

Feel like such a lie

Then I go to your house

I feel like I'm

Casing the joint

In the grocery store

In line behind a mother and a child

I'm going to take that child

I'm going to take that child

I'm going to take that child

See because alone in my room

I feel like such a part of the community

But out on the streets

I feel like a robot by the river

Alone in my room

I feel such a warmth for the community

But out on the streets

Out on the streets

I feel like a robot by the river

Looking for a drink