Do you feel born out of time?nDoes all the world seem behind you?nYou must be gingernAnd when you walk down the streetnDo people tread on your heels?nAnd wag a finger?nnHave you got plans in your head?nYou wish they'd all go drop dead?nBecause they don't understandnThey think you're from another landnnGingernIt's not the same for younIn another life maybenWe'll all be ginger and freennDo people tell you you're wrong?nWon't let you feel you belongnin their club?nYou're an outsidernAnd when they shout freckle facenIt makes you feel out of placenYou're in the dentist's chairnOpen widernnChorusnnWe're gonna benGinger and freeeeeeeeeen