the village (mtf version)

No, your mom don't get it and your dad don't get it, Uncle John don't get it

And you can't tell grandma 'cause her heart can't take it, and she might not make it

They say, "Don't dare, don't you even go there

Growing out your long hair, you do as you're told"

Tell you, "Wake up, take off all that makeup

This is just a phase you're gonna outgrow"

There's something wrong in the village, in the village, oh

They stare in the village, in the village, oh

There's nothing wrong with you, it's true, it's true

There's something wrong with the village, with the village

Something wrong with the village

Feel the rumors follow you from Monday all the way to Friday dinner

You got one day of shelter, then it's Sunday hell to pay, you young, lost sinner

Well, I've been there, sitting in that same chair

Whispering that same prayer half a million times

It's a lie though, buryin' disciples

One page of the Bible isn't worth a life

There's something wrong in the village, in the village, oh

They stare in the village, in the village, oh

There's nothing wrong with you, it's true, it's true

There's something wrong with the village, with the village

Something wrong with the village

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