Stephen Lynch, Comedian
He sings a bunch of twisted songs. You’d have to hear them to appreciate them. The one thats stuck in my head right now is Special Fred(or ed, depends on where you heard it) from the comedy central special. It goes a lil somethin like this…
When I was a boy of 10
I had a very special friend
Fred was kind, with good intent,
But just a little different…
Oh, Special Fred, Mamma dropped him on his head
Now he’s not so bright, instead, he’s a little bit special. Just a little bit…
We’d play tag, and he’d get hurt
I’d play soldier, he’d eat dirt
I liked math, & the spelling bee
Fred liked talking to a tree…
Oh, Special Fred, Mamma dropped him on his head
now she keeps him in the shed, he’s a little bit special. Just a little bit…
I ran track and hung out in malls
Fred ran headfirst into walls
I had girls, and lots of clothes
Fred had names for all his toes…
Oh, Special Fred, Mamma dropped him on his head
now he thinks he’s a piece of bread, he’s a little bit special. Just a little bit…
One day talking to Special Fred
He grabbed a brick and swung it at my head
And as he laughed at me, thats when I knew
That Special Fred just made me Special too
Now I laugh as I count bugs
I give strangers great big hugs
Next to me, Fred is fine
yeah he’s f—ing Einstein.
Oh, Special Fred (and me), Mamma dropped him on his head
Now we’re not right in the head you see, We’re a little bit special.
Just a little bit…
Just a little bit special
We’re just a little bit special
That bastard Fred made me Special
Just a little bit special