I couldn't handle the ridicule, so I got high and drunk and walked down to the train tracks and laid down And put two big pieces of cement on my chest and legs and I waited for the eleven o'clock train And the train came closer, and closer, and closer And it went on the next track besides me, instead of over me
The tension from school had an effect on me and so I couldn't attend the school anymore And the train scared me enough to try to rehabilitate myself by- By lifting weights and, and mathematics seemed to be improving, so I became less manically depressed But still never had any friends because I... I hated everyone, for they were so phony.