Oscar The Grouch

i slither through the streets
through all the alleys i creep
people staring everywhere
laughing at my mocking stare

i'm walking all around
i don't know up or down
i need to find my ground
medusa's in your hair
black fire everywhere
poison sets you free
but keep it away from me

everybody knows what's right
try to force me with their might
what can i do now to dissuade
this ain't the world i would have made