Randy

Hiding under the bridge, randy mc flare.

Clinging to the bricks.. Oh what took him there?

We never left him alone, poor randy got scared.

To say that we were only kids just wouldn’t be fair

And randy’s mom knew all the men in town

The drunks and those who ran the game.

Randy’s dad, well he must have been around

Like all those faces without a name

She made him pay

And every day after school randy ran for his life

That look of fear on his face.. We knew just how to find…

Oh all our horrible games.. Poor randy just cried

And just like snakes in the grass we were ready to bite

And randy’s mom had the dirtiest bar in town

Where all the scumbags had their way

And randy’s dad.. Well he must have seen

His son down that dirty little place

She made him pay

Hiding under the sink for a whole cold night.

When someone opened the door something came out to fight.

A smoking gun in his hand and blood all over his face

With just one shot left to fire he told her to keep the ‘change’

And randy’s gun was the meanest gun

In town oh it could kill any man

And randy’s dad.. Well he was never found

For all we know he could be dead

Oh randy mc flare.