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Patty Griffin
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Tony
Lyricist:Patricia Griffin
Does anyone remember Tony? Quiet boy, little over weight He had breasts like a girl When I wasn't too busy feelin' lonely I'd stare over his shoulder at a map of the world
He always finished all his homework Raised his hand in homeroom For the morning attendance And the pledge alligence to the gloom
Hey, Tony, what's so good about dyin'? I think I might do a little dyin' today He looked in the mirror Saw that little fagot starin' back at him Pulled out a gun, blew himself away
I hated every day of high school It's funny, I guess you did it too It's funny how I never knew There I was sittin' right behind you
They wrote it in the local rag Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Death comes to the local fag I guess you finally stopped believin' That any hope would ever find you I know that story, I was sittin' right behind you
Hey, Tony, what's so good about dyin'? I think I might do a little dyin' today He looked in the mirror Saw that little fagot starin' back at him Pulled out a gun and blew himself away
Hey, Tony, what's so good about dyin'? I think I might do a little dyin' today He looked in the mirror Saw that little fagot starin' back at him Pulled out a gun and blew himself away, yeah
Pulled out a gun, blew himself away Pulled out a gun, blew himself away Hey, oh, hey, oh, hey, Tony Hey, Tony, what's so good about dyin'? Hey, Tony, what's so good about dyin'?
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