Tony

Does anyone remember Tony

A quiet boy, little over weight

He had breasts like a girl

When I wasn't too busy feeling lonely

I'd stare over his shoulder

At a map of the world

He always finished all his homework

Raised his hand in homerooom

He called the morning attendance

With the pledge alligence to the (gloom) ?

Hey Tony, what's so good about dying

He said I think I might do a little dying today

He looked in the mirror and saw

A little faggot starin back at him

Pulled out a gun and blew himself away

I hated every day of high school

It's funny, I guess you did too

Its funny how I never knew

There I was sitting right behind you

They wrote it in the local rag

Death comes to the local fag

I guess you finally stopped believing

That any hope would ever find you

Well I know that story,

I was sitting right behind you

Hey Tony, what's so good about dying

He said I think I might do a little dying today

He looked in the mirror and saw

A little faggot starin back at him

Pulled out a gun and blew himself away

Hey Tony whats so good about dying, dying

Hey Tony whats so good about dying, dying

Hey Tony, what's so good about dying

He said I think I might do a little dying today

He looked in the mirror and saw

A little faggot starin back at him

Pulled out a gun and blew himself away

Pulled out a gun and blew himself away

Pulled out a gun and blew himself away

Tony...