I'm nostalgic for a time I didn't get to live in
I only want what I don't have, I disregard what I'm given
My parents loved it when I asked them about Zeppelin and Segar
And when my brother bought me my first guitar, I was eager
To show everyone I could join my heroes of the past
Among the greatest rock and roll hyenas, I would be the last
Sometimes I wonder in a self-indulgent haze
If I missed the music party of the good old days
I wonder if Mick Jagger would have shaken my hand
Or if the Eagles would have hated me for playing in the band
If the hippies of the counterculture would have thought I was square
If that's not where I belong, I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
Like a peacer and a lover, I don't care, I might not belong anywhere
In my mind I was there when Cocker sang a Beatles song
On a field where time stood still for only three days long
Oh I saw Frampton come alive in my bedroom one night
I heard unfortunate Fogerty sing about the fight
Send my regards to Jimi for setting on fire that guitar
He among the rest, they showed me I could be a star
Sometimes I wonder as the classic records spin
If I'm hopeless only cause of the time and place I was born in
I wonder if when Springsteen was writing about Mary
If he found the nineteen-seventies to be just as scary
If the weight of the music making business is really too much to bear
If I'm stuck in this town I'm not there, I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
Like a peacer and a lover, I don't care, I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
Like a peacer and a lover, I don't care, I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
I might not belong anywhere
Like a rock and roll hyena, I don't belong anywhere