Tony-Patty Griffin

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 homeroom He called the morning attendance With the pledge allegiance 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 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 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 fagot starin' back at him Pulled out a gun and blew himself away