"An extremely qu[F]iet child" they called you[Bb/F] in your school reports[F][Bb/F]
[F]"He's always taken interest [Bbsus/F]in the su[Bb/F]bjects that he's t[F]aught"[Bb/F]
So w[Am]hat was it that brought the squad car screaming up your d[Gm]rive
[C]To notify your parents of the ma[Bb]nner in which you di[F]ed[Bb/F]
[F]At St. Patricks every Sund[Bb/F]ay, Father Fletcher heard your s[F]ins[Bb/F]
[F]"Oh, he's unconcerned with c[Bbsus/F]ompetitio[Bb/F]n he never cares to w[F]in"[Bb/F]
But [Am]blood stained a young hand that never held a g[Gm]un
[C]And his parents never thought of him[Bb] as their troubled s[F]on[Bb/F]
[F]"No[Am/E]w you'll ne[Dm]ver get to Heaven"
[Gm]Mama said R[C]emember Mama said Ti[F]cking, tic[A7]king
[Dm]"Grow up straight and true blue, R[Gm]un along to bed"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
[F]They had you holed up in a downtown[Bb/F] bar screaming for a pri[F]est[Bb/F]
[F]Some gook said "His brain's just snapped"[Bbsus/F] then som[Bb/F]eone called the po[F]lice[Bb/F]
You'[Am]d knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you d[Gm]own
[C]Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to [Bb]lay still on the gro[F]und[Bb/F]
[F]Promising to hurt no one, [Bb/F]providing they were st[F]ill
[F]A young man tried to make a break, [Bbsus/F]with tear[Bb/F]-filled eyes you k[F]illed
That[Am] gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your p[Gm]alm
[C]Oh your childhood cried out in your head "t[Bb]hey mean to do you h[F]arm"
[F]"Do[Am/E]n't ever ri[Dm]de on the devil's knee" Ma[Gm]ma said
[C]Remember mama said T[F]icking, ti[A7]cking
[Dm]"Pay your penance well, my child F[Gm]ear where angels tread"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
[F]Within an hour the news ha[Bb/F]d reached the media ma[F]chine
[F]A male caucasian with a gun had gon[Bbsus/F]e berserk[Bb/F] in Queens
The [Am]area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from s[Gm]chool
[C]Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they ca[Bb]lled the Kicking Mul[F]e
[F]Oh they pleaded to your sanity f[Bb/F]or the sake of those ins[F]ide
[F]"Throw out your gun, walk out slow [Bbsus/F]just keep[Bb/F] your hands held h[F]igh"
But [Am]they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the d[Gm]oor
[C]Oh you danced in death like a marionette[Bb] on the vengeance of the la[F]w
[F]"Yo[Am/E]u've sl[Dm]ept too long in silence" M[Gm]ama said
[C]Remember Mama said T[F]icking, ti[A7]cking
[Dm]"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange n[Gm]otions in your head"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
Outro: F - C/F - Bb/F
[F]"He's always taken interest [Bbsus/F]in the su[Bb/F]bjects that he's t[F]aught"[Bb/F]
So w[Am]hat was it that brought the squad car screaming up your d[Gm]rive
[C]To notify your parents of the ma[Bb]nner in which you di[F]ed[Bb/F]
[F]At St. Patricks every Sund[Bb/F]ay, Father Fletcher heard your s[F]ins[Bb/F]
[F]"Oh, he's unconcerned with c[Bbsus/F]ompetitio[Bb/F]n he never cares to w[F]in"[Bb/F]
But [Am]blood stained a young hand that never held a g[Gm]un
[C]And his parents never thought of him[Bb] as their troubled s[F]on[Bb/F]
[F]"No[Am/E]w you'll ne[Dm]ver get to Heaven"
[Gm]Mama said R[C]emember Mama said Ti[F]cking, tic[A7]king
[Dm]"Grow up straight and true blue, R[Gm]un along to bed"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
[F]They had you holed up in a downtown[Bb/F] bar screaming for a pri[F]est[Bb/F]
[F]Some gook said "His brain's just snapped"[Bbsus/F] then som[Bb/F]eone called the po[F]lice[Bb/F]
You'[Am]d knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you d[Gm]own
[C]Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to [Bb]lay still on the gro[F]und[Bb/F]
[F]Promising to hurt no one, [Bb/F]providing they were st[F]ill
[F]A young man tried to make a break, [Bbsus/F]with tear[Bb/F]-filled eyes you k[F]illed
That[Am] gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your p[Gm]alm
[C]Oh your childhood cried out in your head "t[Bb]hey mean to do you h[F]arm"
[F]"Do[Am/E]n't ever ri[Dm]de on the devil's knee" Ma[Gm]ma said
[C]Remember mama said T[F]icking, ti[A7]cking
[Dm]"Pay your penance well, my child F[Gm]ear where angels tread"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
[F]Within an hour the news ha[Bb/F]d reached the media ma[F]chine
[F]A male caucasian with a gun had gon[Bbsus/F]e berserk[Bb/F] in Queens
The [Am]area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from s[Gm]chool
[C]Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they ca[Bb]lled the Kicking Mul[F]e
[F]Oh they pleaded to your sanity f[Bb/F]or the sake of those ins[F]ide
[F]"Throw out your gun, walk out slow [Bbsus/F]just keep[Bb/F] your hands held h[F]igh"
But [Am]they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the d[Gm]oor
[C]Oh you danced in death like a marionette[Bb] on the vengeance of the la[F]w
[F]"Yo[Am/E]u've sl[Dm]ept too long in silence" M[Gm]ama said
[C]Remember Mama said T[F]icking, ti[A7]cking
[Dm]"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange n[Gm]otions in your head"
[C]Hea[C/Bb]r it, h[Am]ear it[Gm], ticking, t[F]icking
Outro: F - C/F - Bb/F
