I Slept...

Pray 

Baby got a shotgun 
Bought a black trench coat 
Small town left stunned 
A diary on video 

He went into the classroom 
Hero with a hit list 
Bricks and books became a tomb 
For boys and girls who'd never been kissed 

ooh ooh ooh There is only one thing left to say 
ooh ooh ooh Put your hands together 
Kneel down close your eyes 

Baby in an out group 
Nazi skinhead 
Can't blame the neighborhood front stoop 
Quiet boy white bread 

Baby was a time bomb 
Tick tick ticking boy 
No singular phenomenon 
This suicide kill joy 

ooh ooh ooh There's only one thing left to say 
ooh ooh ooh Put your hands together 
Kneel down close your eyes 
Pray 

© Mimi Cross