Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 I was a teenage wuss. In junior high school, I had oily, stringy hair and lots of pimples. I wore really wussy clothes. Most of the other kids called me a faggot. Even some of the other wusses called me a faggot. There was maybe five kids in the whole school who were wussier than I was. I was really wussed out. I was afraid of girls, and guys scared the shit out of me. They used to say to me, "What are you, fucking queer?" They wanted me to fight, to prove I wasn`t a faggot. But I didn`t fight, I ran away. {cussing in the background} I was a wuss. I was never into any sports at all. I never took showers after gym class. I wore my gym clothes under my regular clothes, So I wouldn`t have to change in front of everybody else. I was afraid to realize my full potential in school because, To the other kids, The smarter you were, The wussier you were I was a hopeless wuss. Wuss, Wuss, Wuss. I was into science fiction and math and chess. It was not fun being a wuss, and even now, Now that I`m not nearly as much of a wuss as I once was, I still feel kind of wussy from time to time: Residual wussiness- The kind of thing you can never really leave behind. That`s the way it goes. | Похожие исполнители:
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