People say I'm no goodnBut they never never do they saynWhy their world is so mixed upnOr how it got that waynnThey all look at me and they frownnDo I really look so strangenIf they really dug themselvesnI know they'd want to changennEverybody says you're no goodn'Cause you don't do like they think you shouldnDo you expect themnAn' do you expect you to act like themnLook at them mannLook at the fix they're innnI don't care I don't care what they saynJust let 'em sit there and burnnThe young might not be so dumb after allnAn' from the young you might even learnnnEverybody says you're no goodn'Cause Charles you don't donYou don't do like they think you shouldnDo you expect them to act like younDo you expect themnTo expect you to act like themnDo you expect to seenDo you expect the fool to see what a fix he's innDo you expect the fool to see what a fix he's innnIn your cardboard houses nAn' your tin-can carsnYou sit there and you wondernYou wonder where you arennThose diamond rings they're obscenenYou sit there and you wondernAnd you say who's to blamenTake a look at yourselfnTake yourself off the shelfnYou can't belong to nobodynnWith your Can't-Cough medicinenAnd your wonder drugnYou got, more sickness nThan you got cures ofnWHISPER:nCancer o' the mind