Ticking

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"An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school reports 
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"He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught" 
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So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive 
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To notify your parents of the manner in which you died 

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At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins 
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"Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win" 
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But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun 
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And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son 

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"Now you'll never get to Heaven"  
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Mama said Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking 
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"Grow up straight and true blue, Run along to bed" 
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Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking 

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They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest 
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Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police 
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You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down 
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Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground 

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Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still 
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A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed 
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That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm 
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Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm" 

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"Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said 
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Remember mama said Ticking, ticking 
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"Pay your penance well, my child Fear where angels tread" 
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Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking 

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Within an hour the news had reached the media machine 
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A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens 
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The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school 
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Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule 

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Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside 
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"Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high" 
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But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door 
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Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law 

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"You've slept too long in silence" Mama said 
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Remember Mama said Ticking, ticking 
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"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head" 
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Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking 

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