Outrageous

[Verse 1] It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure It's a blessing to wash your face in summer souls just rained? It's outrageous that a man like me stand here and complain [Pre-Chorus] But I'm tired, 900 sit-ups a day I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, OK? I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? No! Painting my hair the colour of mud [Chorus] Who's going to love you when your looks are gone? Tell me, who's going to love you when your looks are gone? Ah, who's going to love you when your looks are gone?[x5] [Verse 2] It's outrageous the food they try to serve in the public school Outrageous the way they talk to you like some kind of clinical fool It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love It's outrageous, I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge] God will, like he waters the flowers on the window sill Take me, I'm an ordinary player in the key of C And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity Who's going to love you when your looks are gone? God will, like he waters the flowers on the window sill Who's going love you when your looks are gone? [Outro] It's a blessing to wash your face in what?