Lyrics Outcast At Last - Sticky Fingers

Outcast At Last

I take a look inside, the parlour’s empty
So I ask «Is there anywhere that you like to go?»
Is the mystic that surrounds her enigma, she can’t control
Yeah, but at least that it’s with me she wants to roll
And if she don’t, nah, it will not define me
I’m reaching for my coat
'Cause I’m elastic, sacrifice me for a goat
I don’t wake up or sleep
'Til the morning after tea
Don’t pull me out now, we’re the fire, let’s indulge
It’s the mystic that surrounds her
Everyone was so astounded
But I’m much too busy here, so I wish her well
I’m outcast at last
Last in line at the body shop, yeah
They threw me altogether, bits and bobs
But I’m a last on the longest out of all you lot
I’m never standing still, I’m always to and fro
Last in the race of a running mob
They shot the gun, I wasn’t ready, I was robbed
But lastly of course, I almost forgot ya
'Cause I’m the winner when it comes to you
I don’t wake up or sleep
'Til the morning after tea
Don’t pull me out now, we’re the fire, let’s indulge
It’s the mystic that surrounds her
Everyone was so astounded
But I’m much too busy here, so I wish her well
I’m an outcast
I’m an outcast
I’m an outcast
I’m an outcast
I’m outcast at last