A little freckled wondernA BMX riding banditnChucked a cigarette in passing, yeahnCalled me a faggotnnMy skinny little hands ... nTo find something ... nI was angry .... full of beansnEssentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kidnnIt was the year of care for kidsnThey even made a campaign songnThey used to sing it as I entered the roomnBefore light switched onnnJust In case my lone obductornWas to spark a message withinnI was eager to learnnFull of sunburnnEssentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kidnnSo I made a pact with the silencenIf you get me out of this onenI'll be true to what I was born to do and be a Roustabout, roustaboutnYeah a RoustaboutnnIt was the year of gettin' loosenIt was the year that my head brokenClueless and free in the ACTnMy mind buckled its spokesnn... was like a hummingbirdnI cried til it returnednI want to drag that sonnShow him i wonnEssentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kidnnSo I made a pact with the silencenIf you get me out of this onenI'll be true to what I was born to do and be a Roustabout (a roustabout)nBe a Roustabout (a roustabout)nBe a Roustabout..nnIt ain't easy...nnGo!