The War On Terror

Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Is this thing working? Is this thing on? In the hallway of a high school Anywhere, USA There was a bully picking on a different kid seemed like every day A pack of backslappin' buddies laughing backing him all the way His screaming girlfriend making believing Everything he'd say Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Is this thing working? Is this thing on? And then one day some kid He'd beat up a couple times before Realized to even his surprise That he probably could indeed take more And with that he hatched the evil plan To make that devil pay He walked up to him in the middle of the gym And he found the nerve to say You're gonna hit somebody today You're gonna hit me, too In fact, you're gonna hit me every day Because now I'm picking on you And as crazy as that might sound right now I ain't stopping until I'm through It's too late to beg for mercy now there's nothing you can do Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Well that bully, just laughed and laughed, of course And so did all of his friends And he beat that kid unmercifully For days and days on end Only less and less impressively To that girl and all of his friends Who would eventually, secretly Start hoping the kid might win Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Monday they rolled around in dirt Tuesday they rolled in grass Wednesday they actually both got hurt Throwing each other through class Thursday the melee was out by the dumpster Friday at study hall A day in and out, year after year Without ever letting up at all Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Is this thing working? Is this thing on? Now you'll never hear him say this Cause he thinks people still don't know But winning the battle every day Cost the bully the war a long time ago And of all the scars he's got to show For every blow that kid sneaks in The worst one is knowing that tomorrow He's gonna have to get up and fight that kid again