Strange, they call me
Strange I stay
Strangeness from which I don't stray
Until strange is my norm each day
True love's loving me this way

Day's a bore?
Well there's no need
Come along, be strange with me!
Give laughter in times of crying
To the world, let this be my offering

Strange, they call me
That's just fine
Just means there's depth within my mind
Amongst the spares, I'm a rare find
Strangeness being one of a kind

Strange, they say
It's plain to see
Strange people litter history
We've been, we are, and probably will be
Why not come be strange with me