Criminal (Tyran' Pace cover)

Walking through the streets by day
I'm stepping up too fast
I see the faces gaze at me
The faces of first class
They turn their heads
And point at me
I feel like an invader
What the hell do they all mean
Don't even ask me why

Do they think that I'm a criminal
Do they care for my long hair

Wait
Hold on
Don't point your finger
I'm no criminal

I guess I'll get to walking there
I saw a few weeks later
The boys and girls all dressed the same
If only in their favour
The parents of the boys and girls
Could not believe at all
They're living in their simple minds they'll never understand