Why's everybody laughing?
Weepy doesn't know
He just stands there grinning
I guess he's kinda slow;
But Weepy don't get sore
Seems like he asks for more
Look at all the broken dishes on the floor

Weepy can't do nothin'
There's nothin' he can do
Sometimes he takes all morning
To find his other shoe
Hey, Goddamn it, Sid
Lay off the poor dumb kid!
Come on Weep, I'll show you where it's hid

He's so damned good natured
Just laughs and takes his lumps
You never seen him angry
'Cept when he's croaking gumps
But that's no big surprise
It's right there in his eyes;
Looks like Weepy's found him something more his size

Just like all these dishes
There's something in him broke;
Don't guess we mean to hurt him
When we play our little joke
Still the social workers say
He might have to go away
Well, you ask him - I bet he'd like to stay
Why's everybody laughing?
Weepy doesn't know
He just stands there grinning
I guess he's kinda slow;
But Weepy don't get sore
Seems like he asks for more -
Look at all the broken dishes on the floor