[Verse 1] I asked for payment for going to church, The pastor told me to go to hell. I asked for a dime for the time it took, Pitching the sale, He told me to go fuck myself. "That's not how this works", He said, with a strange look. Funny how it works when the shoe is on the other foot. [Pre-chorus] Maybe my goods are damaged, Or perhaps my soul is damned, I have a disadvantage? Maybe I had no goods to begin with? I'll just go back to talking to myself again. [Chorus] I'm of the unpopular, I march to the beat of my own drum. I'm out of line sometimes, Or maybe you're right, I'm just plain dumb. (Hmm hmm-mmm hmm hmm) [Verse 2] I hear of all the bitches bitchin' about A.I., Not the musicians, Who actually have a dog in this fight, But the other zombies who couldn't even tell the difference, Oh the irony! You sound more robotic than A.I. [Pre-chorus] Regurgitating someone else's opinion, Because you can't form one of your own, You liked it at first, but again turned into a minion, The millions of you, just another clone. (Oh!) [Chorus] I'm of the unpopular, I march to the beat of my own drum. I'm out of line sometimes, Or maybe you're right, I'm just plain dumb. But at least I'm happy, Knowing there's no other me, I'm not a zombie, Looking for a horde, I'm just me, I'm free. (Hmm hmm-mmm hmm hmm) [Bridge] Why can't we all just get along? You brought this on yourself, I didn't want to say these thoughts, But you had to open your useless mouths, With diarrhea coming out. Someone else's diarrhea, at that! And I'm the dumb one? You can't even think for yourself! [Chorus] I'm SO of the unpopular, I march to the beat of my own drum. I'm out of line sometimes, Or maybe you're right, I'm just plain dumb. But at least I'm happy, (Weeeeeeeeeeee!) Knowing there's no other me, I'm not a zombie, Looking for a horde, I'm just me, I'm free. I'm free. (Mmm mmm-mmm hmm hmm) I'm just me... I'm free.
