>>9450012In the summer of '92
Kevin Nash was feeling blue
He had no friends and no one cared
He felt alone and very scared
He walked the streets with his head down
Trying to avoid the frown
Of people who would mock and jeer
And make him feel like he's not here
But one day he met a gang of thugs
Who wanted to give him some hugs
But not the kind that make you smile
The kind that make you hurt a while
They cornered him in an alleyway
And said they wanted him to pay
For being such a lonely nerd
And having such a funny beard
They punched and kicked and spat on him
They broke his bones and bruised his skin
They left him bleeding on the ground
And never looked back or made a sound
Kevin Nash lay there in pain
Wondering if he'd live again
He wished he had a friend to call
Or someone who would care at all
But no one came to his rescue
No one knew what he went through
He closed his eyes and tried to cope
With his fading sense of hope.
