Grew up in an industrial town,
two blocks away from the industrial sounds.
Three generations in the same old home,
seven kids mum feels so alone.
six of them looked like they had a chance to do
something with their lives.
Little Jeanie had a mind of her own
but it wasnt a very good one.

And we try not to be mean,
to our little lead poisoned Jean, little lead poisoned Jean.

No special school no one to understand,
her teachers tried to use the back of their hands,
she cant compute any information

She likes, pictures on the screen,
she's our little lead poisoned Jean, little lead poisoned Jean.

One winters day it was the end of June
her parents put together two and two.
She wasnt normal, no she's not the same,
the legal battle set the town aflame.

The company would be responsible for every..time that Jeannie screams.
Pollution's so obscene. Little lead poisoned Jean.

Now the family's rich beyond belief.
that sort of money's still a shallow relief.
Little Jeannie's got a new playstation so she
stares at the screen- she's my little lead poisoned Jean, little lead poisoned Jean...