Odd Man Out

Once upon a fairy tale
A flimsy man wore lavender and lace
Soon the lie was gospel
If this gospel saves, it's only saving face

Now the crop you once mistook for pansies
Are all wilted, nearly flat
As the earth erodes for want of water
And you say, "I'll drink to that."

Oh
It's kill or cure
(It's kill or cure)
That's how you get the odd man out
You're pretty sure
(You're pretty sure)
You've never met the odd man out
But dear, there's one right hеre
Won't someone lеt the odd man out?

Now the brother you would make a stranger knocks
But answer comes there none
As you swear the table set for many
Has just room enough for one

And there's even talk that God
Is going to take sides in this debate
As he spurns his handiwork and says
"Oh Christ, what thing did I create?"

Oh
It's kill or cure
(It's kill or cure)
That's how you get the odd man out
You're pretty sure
(You're pretty sure)
You've never met the odd man out
But dear, there's one right here
Won't someone let the odd man out?

Of two born equal in their soul
One's a fraction, one is whole
Or that's how we're taught to see
What hurts the most is what's unseen
In this transparent quarantine
And we still just let it be

It's kill or cure
(It's kill or cure)
That's how you get the odd man out
You're pretty sure
(You're pretty sure)
You've never met the odd man out
But dear, there's one right here
Won't someone let the odd man out?
Won't someone let the odd man out?