Mrs Blaileen - she was a sixth grade teacher

And she controlled the children

By using humiliation

The target always seemed to be Donny

He was a bit slower than the others

When he was quite young

His mother died at the kitchen table

While choking on some food

The fashion of the day

Was bleach and tied Levi's

Donny decided to make some,

But he didn't know to rinse them

So he came to school a reekin'

Bleach stenched filled the classroom

Mrs. Blaileen began to chastise

She made him feel like an asshole

Two feet small



Oh what a lonely boy



Don and Ronald

They always stuck together

For they were a bit different than the others

And they were as tight as brothers

Then Ronald moved away

Now Steven

He was year or two younger

And he really thought he was something

He liked to harass other children

Or anyone he found outnumbered. 



Alone Don walks from fishing

Steven and his friend they stop him

They took his hat and they taunt him,

Pimp-slap him with a newspaper

Don lunged forward with his fish knife

Then ran all the way home weeping

He gave his knife to his father and

Said "I think I hurt Steve"



Oh what a lonely boy