Tony is an angry boy
He doesn't like
The people next door
Doesn't understand them
Doesn't understand
What they stand for
Looking through the fence
He sees things
Simple and strange
They're different colours than him
With different eyes
And different names
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix
Jerry is a sad boy
He doesn't understand
What they're saying
People stir and stare
Fingers
And names are naming
He's getting nowhere
All he wants to do
Is mingle and mix
Won't people greet him
With open arms
Instead of closed fists
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix
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Tony is an angry boy
He doesn't like
The people next door
Doesn't understand them
Doesn't understand
What they stand for
Looking through the fence
He sees things
Simple and strange
They're different colours than him
With different eyes
And different names
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix
Jerry is a sad boy
He doesn't understand
What they're saying
People stir and stare
Fingers
And names are naming
He's getting nowhere
All he wants to do
Is mingle and mix
Won't people greet him
With open arms
Instead of closed fists
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix
He doesn't like
The people next door
Doesn't understand them
Doesn't understand
What they stand for
Looking through the fence
He sees things
Simple and strange
They're different colours than him
With different eyes
And different names
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix
Jerry is a sad boy
He doesn't understand
What they're saying
People stir and stare
Fingers
And names are naming
He's getting nowhere
All he wants to do
Is mingle and mix
Won't people greet him
With open arms
Instead of closed fists
Whoah
We tread the same earth together
Whoah
We've got to mingle and mix