[Chorus 1]
My [E]tongue is the pen of a ready writer; [C#m]I've got so much to say
I'm [E]not schizophrenic I just haven't had my [C#m]medicine today
[A]People they act like they've never seen a king before
But [F#m]when I just am that I am they tell me "[B]there's the [F#]door"
[Refrain]
Cause I am a [B]freak
A riddle
The [G#m]kind you love too little
I am the [E]one you call "the other"
You [C#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [B]angst
Provider
The [G#m]ultimate outsider
And I'm not [E]welcome where the work is
Not in your [C#m]homes or in your churches...
[Chorus 2]
My [E]tongue is the pen and I feel inspired [C#m]unusually today
My [E]bed at the bridge kept me warm all night til the [C#m]sky turned cold and gray
At [A]noon on the corner I shout out words they can't ignore
Cuz' [F#m]nobody sees they're too busy making [B]money, kids [F#]and war
[Refrain]
Cause I am a [B]freak
A riddle
The [G#m]kind you love too little
I am the [E]one you call "the other"
You [C#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [B]angst
Provider
The [G#m]ultimate outsider
And I'm not [E]welcome where the work is
Not in your [C#m]homes or in your churches...
[Bridge]
[C#m]Cry me a [A]river
With an [E]ocean all [G#m]around
[A]So many [F#m]strangers live [E]right among you [B]now[F#][E]
There right here right [B]now[F#][E]
[Refrain]
But I am a [B]freak
A riddle
I [G#m]may have just a little
But I might be a [E]savior or a brother
A [C#m]someone's long lost mother
Maybe I'm [B]not like the scriptures
And [G#m]I don't fit your pictures
But maybe an [E]angel's come between us
Who knows?
I might be [E]Jesus...[F#]
[Refrain]
I am a [C#]freak
A riddle
The [A#m]kind you love too little
I am the [F#]one you call "the other"
You [D#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [C#]angst
Provider
The [A#m]ultimate outsider
But maybe an [F#]angel's come between us
Who knows?
I might be [F#]Jesus...[G#]
My [E]tongue is the pen of a ready writer; [C#m]I've got so much to say
I'm [E]not schizophrenic I just haven't had my [C#m]medicine today
[A]People they act like they've never seen a king before
But [F#m]when I just am that I am they tell me "[B]there's the [F#]door"
[Refrain]
Cause I am a [B]freak
A riddle
The [G#m]kind you love too little
I am the [E]one you call "the other"
You [C#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [B]angst
Provider
The [G#m]ultimate outsider
And I'm not [E]welcome where the work is
Not in your [C#m]homes or in your churches...
[Chorus 2]
My [E]tongue is the pen and I feel inspired [C#m]unusually today
My [E]bed at the bridge kept me warm all night til the [C#m]sky turned cold and gray
At [A]noon on the corner I shout out words they can't ignore
Cuz' [F#m]nobody sees they're too busy making [B]money, kids [F#]and war
[Refrain]
Cause I am a [B]freak
A riddle
The [G#m]kind you love too little
I am the [E]one you call "the other"
You [C#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [B]angst
Provider
The [G#m]ultimate outsider
And I'm not [E]welcome where the work is
Not in your [C#m]homes or in your churches...
[Bridge]
[C#m]Cry me a [A]river
With an [E]ocean all [G#m]around
[A]So many [F#m]strangers live [E]right among you [B]now[F#][E]
There right here right [B]now[F#][E]
[Refrain]
But I am a [B]freak
A riddle
I [G#m]may have just a little
But I might be a [E]savior or a brother
A [C#m]someone's long lost mother
Maybe I'm [B]not like the scriptures
And [G#m]I don't fit your pictures
But maybe an [E]angel's come between us
Who knows?
I might be [E]Jesus...[F#]
[Refrain]
I am a [C#]freak
A riddle
The [A#m]kind you love too little
I am the [F#]one you call "the other"
You [D#m]can't take home to mother
I am the [C#]angst
Provider
The [A#m]ultimate outsider
But maybe an [F#]angel's come between us
Who knows?
I might be [F#]Jesus...[G#]
