Substitute (Live At San Francisco Civic Auditorium 1971)

You think we look pretty good together

You think my shoes are made of leather

I'm a substitute for another guy

I look pretty tall but my heels are high

The simple things you see are all complicated

I look bloody young, but I'm just back dated, yeah

Substitute your lies for fact

I can see right through your plastic mac

I look all white, but my dad was black

My fine looking suit is really made out of sack

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth

The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south

And now you dare to look me in the eye

Those crocodile tears are what you cry

It's a genuine problem but, you won't try

To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

Substitute me for him

Substitute my coke for gin

Substitute you for my mom

At least I'll get my washing done...

Substitute your lies for fact

I can see right through your plastic mac

I look all white, but my dad was black

My fine looking suit is really made out of sack