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[Verse 1]
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In a white enamel room
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They pulled him from his mothers womb
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Hanging from his heels he cried
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And everyone put on their smiles
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Ugly, red and drippin wet
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They put him in a bassinette
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Tiny toes and fingernails
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Daddy said he'll go to Yale
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Such was the first day for Fred
[Verse 2]
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When he reached the age of nine
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He killed a frog with a kitchen knife
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He broke the wing of a nobel bird
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With a jagged rock his slingshot hurled
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When he reached the age of ten,
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He stole the neighbor's guinea hen
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He wrapped its beak in masking tape
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It starved to death in thirteen days
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Such was the tenth year for Fred
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[Verse 3]
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When Fred was sweet sixteen
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He robbed the neighborhood Dairy Queen
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He drove away in his Daddy's car
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He didn't get far
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The local fuzz hauled him away
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He went to trial the very next day
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Found guilty the sixteenth year for Fred
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And his daddy cried.
[Chorus]
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Oh, Fred, Fred, where'd we go wrong?
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We used to buy you things
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I thought we got along
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Oh Fred, Fred, you're living a life of sin
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Tell me Fred, what we gonna tell our friends?
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[Verse 4]
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When Fred was twenty-one
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He was brought to bear for things to come,
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He'd learned to kill, hate and steal
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Now Uncle Sam offered Fred a deal
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We need good men, like you my boy
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To throw grenades and bang young boys
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It takes agression and a will of steel
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And mainly, we got a quota to fill
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And off to fight, went Soldier Fred
[Verse 5]
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When Fred was thirty-two
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He was covered with medals all red and blue
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He'd killed twelve men in eleven years
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Well never once did he shed a tear
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Now Fred was a coming home
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Discharged with a broken bone
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Climbed aboard his plane at nine
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And roared off into the clear blue sky
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And that's where planes always fly
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[Verse 6]
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Fred found a seat in row number two
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Sat himself down and loosened his boots
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Along came a problem with long short hair
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And said "Hey man, you're setting in my chair."
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Fred got up and hit the poor man
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Forgot about the cast he had on his hand
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He killed him dead in one clean blow
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It didn't bother Fred too much though.
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Such was homecoming for Fred
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And his Daddy cried
[Chorus]
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Oh Fred, Fred, where'd we go wrong?
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We used to buy you things
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I thought we got along
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Oh Fred, Fred, you've done it again
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Tell me Fred, what we gonna tell our friends?
