When I was young
I felt like I was different
Now I don't care
Only to things that
I saw in the mirror
Pimples and hair
I brushed
I scrubbed
They said boy you're ugly
Boy they were wrong
I belong, I belong
I belong, I belong
I belong
I belong
I belong
I was confused
I didn't know what I wanted to be
I saw this bank
I figured nobody notices me
I called my dad
He said why aren't you in school
So you'll be a success
I said not now Dad
I just called to tell you I'm under arrest
My mom she's schooled
She's so continental
I came
She said so long
I belong, I belong
I belong, I belong
Now life in prison
Isn't quite as bad
As you think it might be
I met a girl through the Rolling Stone
She wants to marry me
I jog
I swim
I'm learning computers
And best of all
I belong, I belong
I belong, I belong
I belong
I belong, I belong
I belong
I belong, I belong
I belong
I Belong was written by Mark Avsec.
I Belong was produced by Mark Avsec.