1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4I was a teenage wuss
In junior high school, I had oily, stringy hair and lots of pimples
I wore really wussy clothesMost 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 outI 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
{Swearing 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 elseI 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
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