Member of the Tribe

Ever since I was a kid I never did fit in
While all the other fish were learning how to swim
I was dying
To be a member of the tribe
And when I went to school my head was in a cloud
The teacher said, «You will never be allowed
So don’t try
To be a member of the tribe»
Now what can a square man do
To fit in a big round world?
If I am a hand and life is a glove
I stick right out like a big sore thumb
Why don’t you come over to see me sometime
I do impersonations from Saturday Night Live
I’m dying
To be a member of the tribe
Now what can a square man do
To fit in a big round world?
Life might be a parade for some
But I stick out like a big bass drum
I eat Big Macs and I watch MTV
I’ve been a K Mart shopper since 1983
Cause I’m trying
To be a member of the tribe