S.M.F.
black sheep of the family

nothing like the rest

separate from the others

failing all their tests

can't they see you're different

so hungry and so lean

you're a walking wonder

you're a metal machine

look and you'll see

you're a lot like me



you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.-m.-f.



caught up in their worries

and tomorrow's dream

missing all the living

milk without the cream

they think you're so foolish

living for today

caring just what you think

not what others say

join with us

oh, how they'll scream and fuss



you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.-m.-f.

all right, all right



we're the ones that live it

we're all really free

and if they think that we're sick

then sick is what we'll be

scream it loud

know what you are be proud



you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.m.f.

you're an s.-m.-f.