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Picked up by the police, only seventeen. |
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What did he do, what did he say? |
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His father left him as a little boy, |
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His mother tunred tricks just to buy his toys. 72 hour evaluation |
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Immediate psychiatric help |
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But Johnny wasn't crazy |
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He was just an angry boy |
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Years later, nothing much has changed. |
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Liquor, drugs, and gangs have made him a man. |
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Living in the streets in a world of his own, |
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He stops and watches his heart turn to stone. |
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He's an important person now |
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He's running with a wayward crowd |
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But Johnny wasn't crazy |
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He was just a lonely boy |
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The pain got too great, an eventual suicide, |
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Fear and anger were trapped deep inside. |
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If only Johnny could have opened up his heart, |
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Then me and |
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Johnny wouldn't never had to part. |
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He's tired of running the vicious circle |
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He loaded and cocked his .45 |
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But Johnny wasn't crazy |
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He was just a frightened boy |
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Oh, How many |
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Johnnys must there be? |
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Oh Johnny, |
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How I wish you were here. |
