[Spoken Intro – Female Southern voice, sarcastic, confident] Okay, people! Listen up! You keep telling us folks with A.D.D., autism, or both, that we think differently. Well, no shit, Sherlock! But I've got a question. Who the hell decided YOUR way of thinking was normal? And while we're at it... Who made you the fucking expert? [Verse 1 – Sassy, rhythmic Southern rock] You tell me to think outside the box Who the fuck put the box there? You drew four lines around your brain Then told me I should care! You follow rules you never question Like they're written into stone I ask who made the damn things up And suddenly I'm wrong! [Pre-Chorus – Building attitude] You say I don't think like you Well, ain't that plain to see? But here's a little question, honey Why the hell should I be? [Chorus – Explosive, gritty, crowd chanting] YOU CALL ME DIFFERENT! WELL, AIN'T THAT SHIT! YOU MADE THE RULES! I DON'T FUCKING FIT! You call it normal, I call it strange! You want me thinking like you? That ain't gonna change! You keep your boxes, your labels, your plans! I'll build a whole damn world with these two hands! [Verse 2 – Playful, biting sarcasm] You say the grass is always greener Well, it looks like it needs a cut! You keep staring at your neighbour's lawn I'm thinking, "What the fuck?" You say what's good for the goose Is good for the gander too Well, I'm the goose, you ain't asked me shit And who the hell asked you? You say you'll give me an inch And I'll probably take a mile Hell no, I'll find a shortcut And get there with a smile! [Chorus – Full band] YOU CALL ME DIFFERENT! WELL, AIN'T THAT SHIT! YOU MADE THE RULES! I DON'T FUCKING FIT! You call it normal, I call it strange! You want me thinking like you? That ain't gonna change! You keep your boxes, your labels, your plans! I'll build a whole damn world with these two hands! [Verse 3 – Mocking conversational delivery] You tell me to use my common sense Well, whose sense are we using today? 'Cause what makes perfect sense to you Might be the dumbest fucking way! You tell me to pay attention Like it's something I forgot to buy I've noticed seventeen things you missed While you were staring straight ahead, wondering why! You tell me to read between the lines Well, there's nothing written there! If you've got something you wanna say SAY THE FUCKING THING! I SWEAR! [Verse 4 – Storytelling, cocky swagger] Boss gives us the same damn job You follow every step I find a way to finish mine While you're still breaking a sweat! I stopped for ice cream on the way Went walking through the park You spent the day behind your desk I was home before it got dark! Now tell me who's the crazy one 'Cause we both got the same damn pay You followed every single rule I just found a better way! [Bridge – Music drops, voice turns serious] Now listen... Some days my brain won't shut the hell up Some days the noise is just too much Some days I can't find the words Or handle things you barely notice I ain't saying that it's easy I ain't saying I'm always right But different doesn't mean defective And normal doesn't mean you're right! [Build – Drums rising] So next time you call me different You'd better understand I don't need your permission To think the way I am! [Final Chorus – Huge Southern rock explosion] YOU CALL ME DIFFERENT! WELL, AIN'T THAT SHIT! YOU MADE THE RULES! I DON'T FUCKING FIT! You call it normal, I call it strange! You want me thinking like you? That ain't gonna change! You keep your boxes, your labels, your plans! I'll build a whole damn world with these two hands! [Outro – Spoken, instruments stop] And one more thing... You keep telling me to be myself. Then spend the rest of the damn day telling me how to act. [Pause] Anybody else see the fucking problem here? [Final guitar crash] OKAY PEOPLE!
