He walks down
The streets he sees
The glances
Behind the windows
They hit him inside
People point at him
With their fingers
They don't understand
The reality of life
He's watching
The world go by
He's watching
The world go by
Once there was a time
He liked new days
The morning mist
Over the gra**
But everything
Has changed
He hates himself
And the misery
Of all the lies
Since he has this
Veneral disease
The doors are shut
No way out
Now he has been
Segregated
By the
Society of mercy