Special Fred Songtext

von Stephen Lynch

When I was,
A boy of ten
I had a very best friend

Fred was kind
With good intent
But just a little different

Oooh, Special Fred
Mama dropped him on his head
Now he's not so bright instead
He's a little bit special
Just a little bit

We'd play tag
And he'd get hurt
I'd play a soldier
He'd eat dirt

I liked math,
And spelling bees
Fred liked talking to a tree

Ooh special Fred
Mama dropped him on his head
Now she keeps him in the shed
Cuz he's a little bit special
Just a little bit

I ran track,
Hung out at malls
Fred ran headfirst
Into walls

I had girls
And lots of clothes
Fred had names
For all his toes

Ooh special fred
Mama dropped him on his head
Now he thinks
He's a piece of bread
Cuz he's a little bit special
Just a little bit

One day, when talking to special fred,
He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head
And as he laughed at me
That's when I knew
Special fred just made
Me special toooo!

Now I laugh as I count bugs
I give strangers great big hugs
Next to me, fred is fine
Yeah, he's a fuckin Einstein
Ooh special fred,
Now we're not right in the head
Now we're not so bright instead
We're a little bit special
Just a little bit special
That fucker fred made me special
Just a little bit