Sticks And Stones - Bruce Hornsby

Scabby head knobby kneed old nappy head

Thunder thighs, juicing all turning red

Pizza face pop it quick old nasty old

Pits old panty waist

Knotty headed fatty cakes

Oh sticks and stones can break my bones

But your words always hurt me the most

My scars will heal but the slurs won’t

Blow up and lose my head well I hope I don’t (I hope I don’t)

Gousy ass drool face old beady-eyed

Fat half-a-deck big ones like old dick speck

Nasty buckteeth stainbreath zit-faced fetus

Brain sucking wind twinin', hummin' funkenstain

Oh sticks and stones can break my bones

But your words always hurt me the most

My scars will heal but the slurs won’t

Blow up and lose my head well I hope I don’t (Well, I hope I don’t)

Sucking wind oh tell me when does it end

Oh sticks and stones can break my bones

But your words always hurt me the most

My scars will heal but the slurs won’t

Blow up and lose my head well I hope I don’t (Hey…mmmm)

My skin is so thin you can see through it

Oh, laughing your asses off oh don’t do it

Laughing our asses off dying our slow death

Talkin' about the buckteeth stainbreath