Tony

Capo II (transcribed from an acoustic performance at Calvin College on 4-14-00) G: 000000 D/G: 004030 C/G: 002010 Em: 999900 D: 777700 C: 555500 Verse pattern: --0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--| --3-3-3-3--1-1-1-1---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--| --0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--| --4-4-4-4--2-2-2-2---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--| --0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--5-5-5-4--| --0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--5-5-5-4--| anyone remember Tony . . . . . . . . etc. Does anyone remember Tony? He was a quiet boy, a little overweight, he had breasts like a girl When I wasn't too busy feeling lonely I'd stare over his shoulder at a map of the world He always finished all his homework Raised his hand in homeroom For the morning attendance And to pledge allegiance to the gloom Hey Tony, what's so good about dying I think I might do a little dying today Looked in the mirror saw that little faggot staring back at him Pulled out a gun and blew himself away I hated every day of high school Funny, I guess you did too Funny how I never knew There I was sitting right behind you They wrote it in the local rag Death comes to the local fag I guess you finally stopped believing that any hope would ever find you I knew that story, I was sitting right behind you Hey Tony, what's so good about dying? I think I might do a little dying today He looked in the mirror, saw that little faggot staring back at him Pulled out a gun, and blew himself away