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Ticking
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"An extremely quiet child" they called you in your schoolreport

"He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught"

So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up yourdrive

To notify your parents of the manner in which you died.



At St. Patrick's every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins

"Oh, he's unconcerned with competition, he never cares to win"

But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun

And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son.



"Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said.

Remember Mama said

Ticking, ticking

"Grow up straight and true blue

Run along to bed"

Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.



They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest

Some gook said "His brains just snapped" then someone called thepolice

You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down

Oh, you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on theground.



Promising to hurt no-one, providing they were still

A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes youkilled

That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm

Oh, your childhood cried out in your head, "They mean to do youharm".



"Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said

Remember Mama said

Ticking, ticking

"Pay your penance well, my child

Fear where angels tread"

Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.



Within an hour the news had reached the media machine

A male Caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens'

The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school

Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the KickingMule.



Oh, they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside

"Throw out your gun , walk out slow just keep your hands heldhigh"

But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out thedoor

Oh, you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of thelaw.



"You've slept too long in silence" Mama said

Remember Mama said

Ticking, ticking

"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in yourhead"

Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.










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