Outcast At Last - Sticky Fingers

I take a look inside, the parlour’s empty

So I ask «Is there anywhere that you like to go?»

Is the mystic that surrounds her enigma, she can’t control

Yeah, but at least that it’s with me she wants to roll

And if she don’t, nah, it will not define me

I’m reaching for my coat

'Cause I’m elastic, sacrifice me for a goat

I don’t wake up or sleep

'Til the morning after tea

Don’t pull me out now, we’re the fire, let’s indulge

It’s the mystic that surrounds her

Everyone was so astounded

But I’m much too busy here, so I wish her well

I’m outcast at last

Last in line at the body shop, yeah

They threw me altogether, bits and bobs

But I’m a last on the longest out of all you lot

I’m never standing still, I’m always to and fro

Last in the race of a running mob

They shot the gun, I wasn’t ready, I was robbed

But lastly of course, I almost forgot ya

'Cause I’m the winner when it comes to you

I don’t wake up or sleep

'Til the morning after tea

Don’t pull me out now, we’re the fire, let’s indulge

It’s the mystic that surrounds her

Everyone was so astounded

But I’m much too busy here, so I wish her well

I’m an outcast

I’m an outcast

I’m an outcast

I’m an outcast

I’m outcast at last