Tony Lyrics

Does anyone remember Tony He was 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 home room He called the morning attendance And the pledge alligence to the gloom
Hey Tony, what's so good about dying He might do a little dying today Looked in the mirror and saw A little fagot 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 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 might do a little dying today Looked in the mirror and saw A little fagot starin' back at him Pulled out a gun and blew himself away
Hey Tony, what's so good about dying He might do a little dying today Looked in the mirror and saw A little fagot 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 Pulled out a gun and blew himself away
Hey Tony, what's so good about dying