I saw a weird boy
He looks at me with a look of pure hate
Nobody knew all the grief where he'd been
He was a sad boy
He was a victim of a dirty good time
Felly games in the back of his boarded up estate
Soon enough he's pickin on me
Kicked my head in cause that's all that he'd seen
Soon enough he's pickin on me
Pickin on me
I told my teacher she looked at me so indifferently
Her whole night was spent marking paper red tape
So I had to learn to fight kicked her sister cause
I had no respect
So here's the start of another war you against me
Soon enough he's pickin on me
Kicked my head in cause that's that he'd seen
Soon enough he's pickin one me
Pickin on me
Writer(s): Deborah Ann Dyer, Len Anthony Arran
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