He was jus fourteen and he was white

A smart person? yes. A hero? Oh no not quite

He had no friends, he was always on his own

He wasn't accepted, he wasn't full-grown



Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid

With knock-kneed legs.



In school the kids always kicked his ass

Because he played the guitar instead of smoking grass

The pimples where all over his ugly face

If he smiled they jumped all different ways



Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid

With knock-kneed legs



They called him a nerd, they called him a dweep

He had his pride and they never made him weep

They all humbled him, even the busschool driver

Altough they tought he was a loser, he was a survivor



Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid

With knock-kneed legs