Poor Boy
One boy grew up different from the restWithout the insides of his chestHe didn't know how he was blessedAnd all the little girls thought it a blastTo shake his body really fastTo see the impact never last
Some said "poor boy"Some said "lucky man"
He used to live with different familiesThat nurtured his diseaseThen he'd float out with the breezeAnd he implanted kaleidoscopes instead of eyesTo see the girls in multipliesTo try to figure their disguise
Some said "poor boy"Some said "lucky man"
He tried to fill his chest with pretty jewelsBut then he figured out the rulesAnd left the jewelry for the foolsAnd one day the doctors said they found a cureSaid the found a beating heart that's pureAnd they believe it will endure
Some said "poor boy"Some said "lucky man"