In her claustrophobic mind, she makes a thousand lists
In tiny, cursive writing, no detail’s ever missed
She’s chasing her tail ‘round this circular trail
When’s she going to realise that

Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG
It’s been so very long
And still she doesn’t realise
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG

No one has to tell her: it lives inside her bones
She was made to make the grade: she’ll do it all alone
So she takes Will Power as her personal saviour
And daily shows her love through her diligent behaviour

In her claustrophobic mind, the trains run down the track
But their journeys are aborted and they head right on back
When's she going to learn to take some different turn?
When’s she going to realise that

Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG
It’s been so very long
And still she doesn’t realise
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG

One overcast morning, she looks in the mirror
Tracing the lines there, now everything’s clearer
She says to herself, ‘All I need to be
Is me’...and suddenly she’s free

Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (and though it took so long)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (now she finally sings a different song)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (and though it took so long)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (now she knows that right is sometimes wrong)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (and though it took so long)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (now she finally sings a different song)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (and though it took so long)
Sometimes RIGHT IS WRONG (now she knows that right is sometimes wrong)