Yes, racist. I'm serious. The other reindeer laughed at him. Then, out of the blue, they need him. He's as good as a fog light or whatever. You know what, so you tell me, how is it any different than: 'Don't talk to Reggie, he's black. Oh, wait, he can play basketball. Sign him up.' Rudolph, Reggie.
How funny I was too young for so many things Yet you thought I'd cope with being told I'm ugly Over and over I'd read it, believe it Said no to the shrink, I can fix me, I think I've got friends in my head, they've got me on the mend I am pretty in my mirror, easy to pretend 17 and thought that I'd won the jackpot Seems I didn't read between the lines of this one I can't think why I could of made you so, so angry
Your bullets I don't feel them, come and fire at me.