Mr. Scientist - Pedigree

Count me in, don't know where I should begin
Well, I guess it started way back when we were just kids
You had the biggest I'd ever seen
My mom was the one they paid to clean it

I've got a low-class pedigree
Don't really care what you think about me
Because I'm maladjusted
And my dreams are busted
But I've got all I need
Here with me
And I know I'll get on
With a broken dream and a song

As we got older all the lines we drew got bolder
While the gaps were getting wider and the shoulders got colder
It's too bad I couldn't afford new shoes
I guess that meant I'm not as cool as you

I've got a low-class pedigree
Don't really care what you think about me
Because I'm maladjusted
And my dreams are busted
But I've got all I need
Here with me
And I know I'll get on
With a broken dream and a song

I can't speak for you; you can't speak for me
We can only speak about what we can see
I know that nothing comes for free but
No one is working harder than me
Maybe we're all slaves in this land of free
But all it takes is just a little empathy
And the world could be a better place
We could save the human race

I've got a low-class pedigree
Don't really care what you think about me
Because I'm maladjusted
And my dreams are busted
But I've got all I need
Here with me
And I know I'll get on
With a broken dream and a song

Written by:
David Page

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