There was once such a kind
fellow, he grew up in a bind.
He kept a light inside his life,
now matter how many
awful things entered his sights.
He received a hateful word,
deep down inside it really hurt.
He got a kick, a trip,
a petty list of things
he couldn't sort out inside.
Somebody stopped him one day,
they felt bad for this poor kid.
They asked him, they asked him,
"Why are you taking all the heat?"
"Because there's a pulse
in every stranger on this street."