You're looking at me why
Sort of like a leper vibe
Okay for your kind
But it's too good for me

And a hey I know I'm
Never gonna qualify
For all the [bad word] 
Of your social degrees

Oh look down your noses at me
Hating my identity
Oh but that don't mean a [bad word] thing you see
'Cause down here in [bad word] everybody loves me

Hey I know I'm anti-social
'Cause you act like I'm infected
With some atrocity

And though I know I'm
Every bit the same inside
My face don't fit
It's like I've got some disease

Oh you keep your face turned away
To strip me of identity
Oh still got my fortune and fame
'Cause down here in [bad word] everyone knows my name

 [bad word] 

 [bad word] is home to me
Might as well be
I like it here and no-one else invited me
 [bad word] is home to me
It has to be ('cause Jesus Christ)
Nobody else invited me

Now I belong
I found my home
'Cause even though I know things won't
Get any better, they can certainly never get much worse

 [bad word] 

Say my whole life I've always been disliked
Ignored unless you're spitting insults at me
And I don't know why you felt so justified
In all the degradation that you dished on me

Oh! Now my status has changed
And you've got yourself to blame
Oh! I'll grab all the attention I crave
Now [bad word] [bad word] and Heaven won't be the same

 [bad word]