Lyrics
He’s not like other boys, he acts a little strange and get in lots of fight
His parents told him that he’s just a special kid, in the end he’ll be alright
He never really listened, just does the opposite of what he’s told
Whenever I see him pass, he’s always on the wrong side of the road
He’s moving again, he’s running again
Doesn’t stop for anything at all
Black sheep on the run
Always on the run
It seems that sometimes he can never seem to get it
Never get it right
He rarely goes to school, sits all day in a dump, that’s why he seems to reek
Whenever he’s at school, the bullies and even the geeks call him a freak
Everyday he comes home with another black eye, or another broken bone
He’s got just one friend, a two string guitar which he plays alone
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