Tadpole
"Weakling"

Come on!

I know you
I watch you
You don�t know me
Im the weakling
Im ninety-seven pounds
Theres four of you
Ill think circles �round you
Ill take on all o� you

Come on!
One at a time
You all hared me
You wouldn�t be my friend
Though we were the same
Im a weakling
Nobody calls me that
Im no weakling
Don�t ever call me that

Chicken spit
Chicken spit
Chicken spit
Chicken spit

Can�t shake that shadow loose
Crow comes home to roost
To let the wolves loose