Grew up in an industrial town,
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two blocks away from the industrial sounds.
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Three generations in the same old home.
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Seven kids mum feels so alone.
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Six of them looked like they had a chance to do something with their lives.
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Little Jeanie had a mind of her own, but it wasn't a very good one.
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And we try not to be mean,
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to our little lead poisoned Jean.
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Little lead poisoned Jean.
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No special school no one to understand,
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her teachers tried to use the back of their hands,
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she can't compute any information.
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She likes pictures on the screen,
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our little lead poisoned Jean,
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little lead poisoned Jean.
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One winters day it was the end of June,
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her parents put together two and two.
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She wasn't normal, no she's not the same,
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the legal battle set the town aflame.
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The company would be responsible for every time that Jeannie screams,
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pollution so obscene. Little lead poisoned Jean.
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Now the family's rich beyond belief
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that sort of money's still a shallow relief.
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Little Jeannie's got a new playstation so she
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Stares at the screen
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she's my little lead poisoned Jean.
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Lead Poisoned Jean
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Frenzal Rhomb |