Thank You (For Not Being One of Them)

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