I'm living in this funny place
I cannot stand the human race
I do not want to look at my face
I'm just here
I wonder if the people next door are the same as me

Here they come across the fence
with axes, knives and chainsaws
ready to cut the hinges off the doors and
throw me in the creek in bits
I think maybe they're not the same as me


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The Universality of Neighbourliness song meanings
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