we don't need any more mountains
    because the trail builders
    failed to give us passage there
    so we can't reach the sky
    we don't need any more failure
    there is human tragedy
    that's written everywhere
    and we are all too young to die
    like a mystery that's here to stay
    some people never go away
    cuz they've got something to say
    don't sell me short!
    you've been wrong too long
    don't brush me off
    just because I don't belong
    like it or not I'm all you've got,
    dispose when I'm shot
    just don't sell me short,
    I might not be who you thought
    we don't need any more fables
    because the writers have passed
    and left us lessonless
    and we must find our own way
    we don't need any more privilege
    there is vivid desperation
    that is powerless
    that no surplus can repay
    like the fix of rapture in a trance
    oh, fates are sealed by circumstance
    so you've got to take a chance
    don't sell me short!
    you've been wrong too long
    don't brush me off
    just because I don't belong
    pass me on by, ignore my cry,
    forget me when I die
    just don't sell me short,
    not while I'm still alive
    everybody's talking about heaven on earth,
    I'm still trying to figure out
    just what I'm worth
    I'm full of emotion
    and stuff you can't contain
    and you just want to
    flush me down the drain
    but you can't make me go away