You're so swell
And I can tell
You love me, amazingly
And I love you as well
Day by day
Come what may
You don't hesitate to exaggerate
And say that it's okay
Everybody else is trying to push me around
Kicking me and picking on me, running me down
Knocking off my glasses and stomping them into the ground
When they've been doing it again
I've got to thank you for not being one of them
Thank you for not being one of them
As it stands
There's still a chance
You'll hear me calling as I'm crawling
From the garbage cans
The kids are having fun,
Proud of what they've done
Later that night we hold each other tight
And plot their destruction.
Hey hey faggot hey cry baby cry
I hate them all and I want them to die you
Whisper to me sweet techniques we could murder them by
When they've been doing it again,
I've got to thank you for never joining in
Thank you for not being one of them
Thank you for not being one of them
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Writer : KIPNER, STEPHEN ALAN/FRANK, DAVID MARTIN/SHEYNE, PAMELA
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group