A long time ago   Right down the walk   A boy carried a very heavy rock   in his pocket   Wherever he went   Wherever he ran,   However he bent.   It hurt his neck   and it hurt his side.   It hurt his back   and it hurt his pride.   It never really went away.   The rock was stuck   and there to stay.      The rock was always well concealed.   It was too big to be revealed.   Nobody knew or had any clue.   The boy made sure that nobody knew.      He'd seen this rock in a pocket before   Crush a spirit and slam a door.   It was horribly hard to see.   A normal kid he wanted to be.   As he grew he found out   What this rock was all about.   Under the doormat it was broomed.   The boy was determined not to be doomed.   Althought it was true it was a taboo.   The boy made sure that nobody knew.   Althought it was true it was a taboo.   The boy made sure that nobody knew.      Well this rock got in the way   of things that people do everyday.   The boy felt downright all alone.   He watched TV and talked on the phone.   It never gave him any satisfaction   but either way it was a distraction   and helped him get through the day.   He'd obsess rather than play   Grasp on to what was in reach,   always learn but never teach.      Learnin' slow,   feelin' behind,   the flashlight worked   but never shined.   The flashlight worked but never shined.   The flashlight worked but never shined.      Little black brief case   Stomach churn   Little black brief case   Won't you burn?      Playin' enforcer gets real old   When you got a rock that you gotta hold.   It gets real old when you're people pleasin',   Ya don't get much so what's the reason?   Sooner or later you'll have to talk.   You'll have to talk or you'll go nuts   Open the door before it shuts.   You'll have to talk or you'll go nuts   Open the door before it shuts.   The boy knew this and opened the door.   From the ceiling to the floor   A window stood he could not look through.   A window stood he could not look through.   He could not look through: it was insanity   Despair, and true calamity.      So he grabbed that rock right from his pocket   and launched it like a missile rocket   through the window so he could see   and breath the air that he needed to breathe.   So he grabbed that rock right from his pocket   and launched it like a missile rocket   through the window so he could see   and breath the air that he needed to breathe.      So he grabbed that rock right from his pocket   and launched it like a missile rocket   through the window so he could see   and breath the air that he needed to breathe.      A long time ago   Right down the walk   A boy carried a very heavy rock.