Born Too Late (Saint Vitus cover)

Every time I'm on the street People laugh and point at me They talk about my length of hair And the out of date clothes I wear They say I look like the living dead They say I can't have much in my head They say my songs are much too slow But they don't know the things I know I know I don't belong And there's nothing I can do I was born too late And I'll never be like you In my life things never change To everybody I seem strange But in my world now something's died So I just stare with these insane eyes I know I don't belong And there's nothing that I can do I was born too late And I'll never be like you