Little boy, thin and small

Never had a friend, always on his own

Other children bite and kick him

Beat and rape him

Cut and slash his face

Scratch his innards with blades

Make him eat his own liver

Even read his mail


Poor creature, sad and lost

Flies lay in his nose when he sleeps at night

Rabid neighbours bite and kick him

Beat and rape him

Pierce his eyes with nails

Throw his ears to the sea

Stick some cheese deep in his ass

Make it eat by a thousand mice


All this for one good reason:

The boy's got something really different

The boy's got something that's not the same

He's got the stuff that makes the difference

And people hate it, it's such a shame


He's dressed like Pazuzu

Not in pink and blue

Dressed like Pazuzu

Pauvre petit chouchou