- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
You best lock up the horses
Go put the harvest away
Look over yonder here come that addled boy
From down the road again
People say he take a mule kick
Get him right upside the head
Come intervention some zombie voodoo
Make him more alive than dead
They call him pariah
Because he makes them strange
They call him pariah
Such a fine fine line
Between delightful and deranged
He see in Panavision
He hear in phonograph
Sometimes he pull his own head off
To make the children laugh and laugh
They call him pariah
Cause it defines his place
They call him pariah
They don't know
He resigned from the human race
They think he's dumb and blind and likely lame
In a world where most everybody built the same
he the unmutual the party to blame
They think he's dumb and blind and likely lame
They take the boy out to Lazarus
The town folk watch and await
One and all come to witness
This failure to reanimate
Leaves the wise men in confusion
Wring their hands and shake their heads
Not all your prophets come to save you
Some are just self-absorbed instead
Cause he communicates in code you'll never break
A tool of the universe out of your range
An emissary from the other side of strange
They think he's dumb and blind and likely lame
Call him pariah