Do you come from Bury Town?

For all my stalker friends a song adaptation from Pretzel Logic - enjoy - if the shoe fits.


I'm not one to look behind; I know that times must change

But over there in Bury Town they do things very strange
And though you're not my enemy
I like things like they used to be
And though you'd like some company
I'm standing by myself
Go play with someone else
I can see by what you carry that you come from Bury Town

Don't believe I'm taken in by stories I have heard
I just read the Daily News and read between every word
And don't think that I'm out of line
For speaking out for what is mine
I'd like to see you do just fine
But look at what you wear
And the way you cut your hair
I can see by what you carry that you come from Bury Town
In the beginning we recall that the word was hurled
Bury Town people got to be from another world

Leave me or I'll be just like the others you will meet
They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street
And don't you scream or make a shout
It's nothing you can do about

It was there where you came out
It's a special lack of grace
I can see it in your face
I can see by what you carry that you come from Bury Town