onsdag 7 november 2007

He´s pickin´on me


I saw a wierd boy he looked at me with a look of pure hate nobody knew all the grief where he´d been
He was sad case he was a victim of a dirty good time feely games in the back of his boarded estate
Soon enough he´s pickin´on me kicked my head in cos´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 shoved her sister ´cos 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 cos´that´s all that he´d seen
soon enough he´s pickin´on me pickin´on me
Skunk Anansie

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