Delicate words from a small town preacher "Evil
came visited us yesterday" A fit of madness no
rhyme or reason The innocent are always the one
who pay Who's left to deal with the consequences?
Who's going to pick up the broken pieces? All
homes aren't guarded by white picket fences How
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gunshots Ringing out on a kindergarten playground
A flood of tears from desperate mothers Think of
your own now you've really made her proud Mommy's
angel father's pride and joy Will they mourn on
the day of you hanging? No they won't cry cheeks
will stay dry When the lever's pulled and you're
left dangling You'll get what you deserve