Ain't Your Crowd

It's your own sound
It's your own voice
Your favourite weekend yellow flavour
Deaf and blind for someone else's choice

You've got your own perspective
A single one-track mind addictive

This ain't your crowd
This ain't your home
Leave this room

When you get hit,
by that ten-ton hammer of time
Getting sick, by your self-centred mind
Never mind, I left you behind

You've got your own perspective
A single one-track mind addictive

This ain't your crowd
This ain't your home