Scapegoat

Fad Gadget

Fool's the name

Sitting target for the ghouls to cane

Mention me then spit on the ground

A shameless game

Fortune's found its place for me in a pit of pain

I've been kicked out every household

Now they



Blame me (Don't blame me)

Silently (So silent)

Scapegoat, shame on you



Love me dear

And be prepared to live a life of morbid fear

A soulless life of solitude

In exile here

Better still to keep your own Utopia

You can have that dream come true

So...



Blame me (Don't blame me)

Silently (So silent)

Scapegoat, shame on you



(Altijd is Kortjakje ziek

Midden in de week maar zondags niet

zondags gaat zij naar de kerk

met een boek vol zilverwerk)