He was jus fourteen and he was white   A smart person? yes. A hero? Oh no not quite   He had no friends, he was always on his own   He wasn't accepted, he wasn't full-grown      Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid   With knock-kneed legs.      In school the kids always kicked his ass   Because he played the guitar instead of smoking grass   The pimples where all over his ugly face   If he smiled they jumped all different ways      Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid   With knock-kneed legs      They called him a nerd, they called him a dweep   He had his pride and they never made him weep   They all humbled him, even the busschool driver   Altough they tought he was a loser, he was a survivor      Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid   With knock-kneed legs