In the city on the streets,
Waiting for the friends I’m supposed to meet,
I see all these people looking at me,
They just stop and stare at me.

Chorus:
Staring at me, staring at me
Everywhere I go they’re just staring at me.
Staring at me, staring at me
They’re just staring at me.

So out of touch I could never be,
And they’re so blind they could never see,
They can’t understand what’s driving me,
They just stop and stare at me.

They see the tattoos that cover me,
The big black boots upon my feet,
The example of their children what not to be,
They just stop and stare at me.