Timbuk 3 A Hundred Lovers Inside Out Inside out, I wear my Sunday best Inside out, I bare my soul in jest I'm not sick, I'm just all wet The paint is thick, it's not dry yet Inside out, my home is on the street Inside out, I'm not so hard to meet Some say "Hi" or smile as they pass Some just look, some just laugh Some give spare change Somewhere, no doubt Some turn their pockets inside out Inside out, there is no black and white Inside out, the queen becomes the knight We're all cut from one design Not the same, but equally fine And equally crude, there's no doubt When viewed from the inside out Inside out, the hero is a coward Inside out, a fortress is a flower Inside out, upside down Outside in, round and round Whoever's gonna win When change comes about It must begin from the inside out Inside out, I wear my Sunday best Insdie out, I've nothing to protest