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Uzi Down His Pants

Old man on the cobblestones
He's movin kinda slow
There's rude boys on the corner
And they just might have a go

And so we forget
Things we used to know
Sometimes the good die young
And the rest will soon be old

Charlie got a harley
And he wants to earn his patch
But 10 years in the slammer
Is the only thing he'll catch

And so we forget
Things we used to do
Sometimes the good die young
And the rest will soon be through

Judy had a baby boy
Father said it was a sin
So she took it up to Tascoes
And she dropped it in the bin
And so we forget
Things inside our head
Sometimes the good die young
And the rest will soon be dead

Terry's drunk, he wants to fight
He's pissin' off the police
So they beat him in a field one night
And they left him there to freeze

And so we forget
Things that matter most
Sometimes the good die young
And the rest will soon be ghosts

Jimmy wants to kill them all
He's headed for the dance
He's got his new tuxedo
And an uzi down his pants

And so we forget
The things we knew so well
Sometimes the good die young
And the rest can go to hell