I was born, lots of people sayin' I looked like a dead man
But to them, there was no kindness
And so I came into the world with my hands in my jacket
Made a whole lot of racket
Couldn't speak, but I could beat on a stick
Oh when that aeroplane comes with the Lord
Will I be ignored?
Will I be ignored by the Lord?
Will I be ignored?

There was a woman, she looked on me sweetly
I needed her life to be with mine
But never will they meet, no
Never will they see
These two vines will twist away, away
Will I be ignored by the Lord?
Will I be ignored by the Lord?
By the Lord, what for?

When I may travel on one leg
My breakfast will be unpaid
And the flapjacks will flap back
Off the ceiling on to my head
Will I be ignored?
Will I be ignored by the Lord?
Will I be ignored?