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