Chumbawamba

This girl, she didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to do
This girl, she got bored of all the things they brought her up to say
She never meant them anyway
This girl, she got caught out on the multi-storey car park
Throwing goodbye notes wrapped up in bricks
When they put her in the car she said, 'Jesus made me do it'
But all the priests in all the world couldn't save this girl
This girl, content with all the bloody noses, scabby knees
You get from fighting wars like these,
Running past the tidy houses pulling faces
This material world couldn't tempt this girl
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Now she entertains the world and all its mates
But she doesn't fit in
And everybody thinks this girl is great