When I was a boy I was fat and homely
And real easily embarrassed
The tough kids made it rough
They made fun and everyone laughed along
With all the tough kids
All the A's that I got didn't make me safer
There was no way to escape them
The tough kids were always near
They'd appear to laugh and jeer, jeer and laugh
And after they finished, I'd go home crying
The tough kids poured sand in my lunchbox
And tied my gym clothes into big knots
They'd appointed themselves to make childhood hell
For all of us homelies and have nots
Every dance of my teens was the same old story
I would wind up playing caroms
So fast my head would spin
The tough kids would butt in, and I'd have been
In lots of trouble if I had argued
Then we grew up
And the tough kids got grabbed by the army
Or filled up ditch digging positions
While we timid and weak, who they'd never let speak
Became surgeons, kings, and magicians
A ha