Pickin on Me

I saw a weird boy He looked at me with a look of pure hate Nobody knew all the grief Where he'd been He was a sad boy He was a victim of a dirty good time Feely games in the back of His boarded up 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 Kicked his 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 Pickin' on me