a little boy named Billy teased in elementary school.
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I was picked on as a kid. Everyone has heard stories on bullies.
This is my ballad to the little guy.
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::VERSE 1::
A schoolyard bully picking fights with
little boys that are half his size
-its all fun and games in the end for him.
But, what about mama's little angel
back home from his first day of school
-brokenhearted with a brand new collection of bruises
Oh...
The clock hits noon the next day.
Billy's friend "bully" says he wants to "play"
-take off down the hallway
"Bully" pushes Billy -Billy falls to his face.
Bill gets up all he has to say...
::CHORUS::
I am rubber, you are glue.
It bounces from me, and sticks to you.
The pain that you bring me, I think you should know,
means nothing to me.
Its just those damn sticks and stones.
::VERSE 2::
Maybe I should clarify,
when they don't win, the harder they'll try
-to bring you down.
The day ends same-o same-o
he's had enough and he wants to go home
-tells himself that he can't take anymore of this.
All he wants is for this all to end soon.
Parents room; he knows what he can do.
A little locked box that he's found the
-a little locked box that he's found the
-a little locked box that he's found the key to.
::(REPEAT CHORUS)::
::OUTRO::
now he walks alone
now he walks alone
the bully
now he walks alone
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