Freak

   E                           
My tongue is the pen of a ready 
         C#m
writer; I've got so much to say
    E                              
I'm not schizophrenic I just 
         C#m
haven't had my medicine today
A
People they act like they've never 
seen a king before
    F#m                          
But when I just am that I am they 
          B           F#
tell me "there's the door"

[Refrain]
             B
Cause I am a freak

A riddle
    G#m
The kind you love too little
         E
I am the one you call "the other"
    C#m
You can't take home to mother
         B
I am the angst

Provider
    G#m
The ultimate outsider
            E
And I'm not welcome where the work 
is
            C#m
Not in your homes or in your 
churches...

[Chorus 2]
   E                           
My tongue is the pen and I feel 
          C#m
inspired unusually today
   E                             
My bed at the bridge kept me warm 
                   C#m
all night til the sky turned cold 
and gray
   A
At noon on the corner I shout out 
words they can't ignore
     F#m                         
Cuz' nobody sees they're too busy 
        B           F#
making money, kids and war

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[Refrain]
             B
Cause I am a freak

A riddle
    G#m
The kind you love too little
         E
I am the one you call "the other"
    C#m
You can't take home to mother
         B
I am the angst

Provider
    G#m
The ultimate outsider
            E
And I'm not welcome where the work 
is
            C#m
Not in your homes or in your 
churches...

[Bridge]
C#m      A
Cry me a river
        E         G#m
With an ocean all around
A       F#m            E        
So many strangers live right 
       B   F# E
among you now
                       B  F# E
There right here right now

[Refrain]
           B
But I am a freak

A riddle
  G#m
I may have just a little
                 E
But I might be a savior or a brother
  C#m
A someone's long lost mother
          B
Maybe I'm not like the scriptures
    G#m
And I don't fit your pictures
             E
But maybe an angel's come between us

Who knows?
           E          F#
I might be Jesus...

[Refrain]
       C#
I am a freak

A riddle
    A#m
The kind you love too little
         F#
I am the one you call "the other"
    D#m
You can't take home to mother
         C#
I am the angst

Provider
    A#m
The ultimate outsider
             F#
But maybe an angel's come between us

Who knows?
           F#      G#
I might be Jesus...