Gang of One

I was sussed out, I was found guilty
Of some serious underage thinking
The gang around my way
Was struck with swagger
Full of confidence, and loud, raucous laughter
But there's always one, I'm afraid that was me
Who doesn't quite get into the swing of things
I was in a gang of one
I was in a gang of one
I was in a gang of one
I was in a gang of one
They could afford the clothes
They grew up fast
I hid behind things, standing at the back
That girl has put me out, and along
I've felt the cruel scrape of countless jokes
I could have ended up on a social service bus
But I pulled myself up, I pulled myself up
in a gang of one
in a gang of one
in a gang of one
in a gang of one
I wore my shoes out walking away
I would come out late, and then leave early
In their warm company I'd freeze to death
I wanted them to like me, but I couldn't change my head
But....
Every doggy, has it's day
Now the runt of the litter has his own sweet way!
In a gang of one
See the colour of my tongue
It's nice to know I wasn't wrong
Their arms grow weak with casting stones
Said, I'm in a gang of one
The past is past, what's done is done
But please jump down before you score
The latest, oh, the final score