Текст песни Eddie

Sitting on the swing Trying to relate to just anything Wonder where it's at Conversations of it's at People come and stare Wondering who's really there He smiles and say "I could' ve been one of them" Oh Eddie, Eddie He was something different Oh well, he never hurt no one And I wonder if his father said "Oh God, he's not my son" And "oh God, he's not my son" He was all alone Walked the streets No place to call home Fingers to his head No one put him to his death He was something different Oh well, he never hurt no one And I wonder if his father said "Oh God, he's not my son" And "oh God, he's not my son" Yeah tell me something about him 'Cause music's his only prayer He was something different Oh well, he never hurt no one And I wonder if his father said "Oh God, he's not my son" And "oh God, he's not my son" Oh, now Eddie Oh Eddie Oh Eddie Oh, now Eddie No, Eddie you're not my son No, Eddie you're not my son No, Eddie you're not my son No, Eddie you're not my son No, Eddie you're not my son