Lyrics

I knew this guy named Scottie M.
He was a little bit retarded
He always finished before he started
And everyday during lunch
He'd have to give up his money or he might get punched
And everyday after school
He'd wear that bicycle helmet
So his head won't get bruised
In the basement locked in a cage
Despite all the rage
You know what they say

Live fast and you die hard
That is the way of the retard
Looking at him in school always made me sick
Like a reject monster from a bad horror flick
Special Ed. never felt so good
He could read and write we never thought that he could
Put him in the yard in a pen to play
With a bicycle helmet
You know what they say

Scottie was a prodigal son
What he wants was not for fun
Now he works at Burger King
Chilling in the back
Frying onion rings