What's the matter with a schoolboy bully?
Can't you pick on someone your size?
Maybe you should bug a big teenager
Not some kid of the age of five.
Where have you been hidin' out lately, sonny?
You talk real trashy and you're stealing his lunch money.
Everybody's talkin' 'bout the playground
Funny, but it's still sticks and stones to me

What's the matter with the words you're saying?
I will wash your mouth out with soap
Even if you go near my tires
I will hog-tie you with this rope
Nowadays you'd better treat my brother gentle
I'm his older brother and they say I'm kind of mental
I'm rubber, you're glue, bounce off me to stick to you
It's still sticks and stones to me

Oh, it doesn't matter if my name's in the paper
'cause my brother means to world to me.
If you flip him some crap
You're gonna get slapped cuz no one can do that except me
I'm not your average teen

Heard you threw him into a locker
And then you ripped off his pants
In the can you gave him a swirlie
Didn't give him half a chance
You took his money and his new set of sneakers,
Now I'm gonna show ya what happens to the weaker
My turn, you'll burn, so stern, you'll learn
It's still sticks and stones to me

I'll introduce ya to the crowd I'm seeing
This is Wolf and my friend Big Max
Though they might not be straight 'A' students
You don't dare give them any flack
Gonna teach you not to pick upon my brother
Don't you know it's much more fun to bug your mother?
Rebellious phase, make waves, bad days, anyways
It's still sticks and stones to me

Everybody's talkin' that you're grounded
Sonny, but it's still sticks and stones to me