| There was a boy, he was lame | |
| He had a limp in his leg | |
| People looked at him with a frown | |
| He said why do you put me down | |
| No no no no don't accuse | |
| You don't know what they've been through | |
| No no no no don't accuse | |
| You don't know what they've been through | |
| How would you like it if I hurt you | |
| Way deep inside | |
| And looked at you with a frown | |
| Would you feel all alone | |
| No one comes over to help you | |
| It seems like nobody cares | |
| Maybe next time you'll think twice before you accuse or compare | |
| When you prick us we do not bleed | |
| When you whip us we do not weep | |
| When you hurt us we do not cry | |
| When you stab us we do not die |