Текст песни Pickin On Me, Skunk Anansie
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He looked at me with a look of pure hate Nobody knew All the grief where he d been he was a sad boy he was a victim of a dirty good time feely games in the back of his boarded up estate soon enough, he s pickin on me, kicked my head in cos that s all that he d seen soon enough he s picking on me picking on me I told my teacher she look at me so indifferently her whole night was spent marking paper red tape so I had to learn to fight kicked her sister cos I had no respect so here s the start of another war you against me soon enough he s pickin on me kicked my head in cos that s all that he d seen soon enough he s pickin on me, pickin on me |