In his youthHis future shined so brightThere was no end in sightTo what he could achieveHis parents supported himEvery opportunityThat one person could needTo find and define his successToo bad too bad he had rock and roll dreamsToo bad he had schizophrenia in his genesToo bad too bad what a shame they'll say of himToo bad for poor little Dicky StussNow he roams the streetsIn his cowboy bootsHe's a stranger toThese modern times of oursHe doesn't understandJust why what's happenedBut there's another feelingStill throbbing in his bonesToo bad too bad he had those rock and roll dreamsToo bad he had schizophrenia in his genesToo bad too bad what a shame they'll say of himToo bad for poor little Dicky StussToo bad for poor little Dicky Stuss