His eyes are glued to the TV screen most every day and night
 S'not making friends at school, his parents have concerns
 But he always tunes in and tunes them out wishing one day he would get his turn
 Freddy never ever studies and he's proud of his straight C's
 And chain smoking in the parking lot pretending to be James Dean
 Kids call him a freak and a weirdo and he won't won't amount to anything
 While psychologists get paid to analyze his anti-social tendencies
 Late one Saturday night drinking beer and getting high
 He got struck by lightening twice and decided to leave that life behind
 He always told me that one day he'd be king of the world
 And the weak and the meek shall inherit the earth
 Better check yourself and watch your step cause
 He's the comeback kid...he's coming back
 Now Freddy is a young shorthaired suit-wearing corporate middle manager
 Making $90,000 a year he keeps his wife knee-deep in pearls
 Seems he pulled it together and should be sitting pretty for life
 But staring out his hi-rise corner office window, he's not feeling that satisfied
 Then one Saturday night working late he started to sigh
 Where did the all the good times go, where's that kid I used to know..
 He always told me that one day he'd be king of the world
 And the weak and the meek shall inherit the earth
 Better check yourself and watch your step cause
 He's the comeback kid...he's coming back
 Quit the job, leave the wife, and get a few tattoes
 Play guitar every night and start singing the blues
 He always told me that one day he'd be king of the world
 And the weak and the meek shall inherit the earth
 Better check yourself and watch your step cause
 He's the comeback kid...he's coming back, he's making a comeback