Left Shoe Right Foot

One of nature's sons that's left to rot
One that can't bare one more depressing thought
Some say he put the gift in his hands
Some say he's a growing man

I threw my globe away
'Cause I don't need the world today
I still stroll down the street
With my shoes on the wrong feet

Cereal so neatly placed and stacked
Lucky Charms, Cheerios and Apple Jacks
When he bought them he cut in line
Then he saw the cashier and opened his mind

This is who I am
This is how I wanna be
I'll still walk down the street
With my shoes on the wrong feet