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To: Aquinasfan
Oingo Boingo also did a tune called "Only a Lad"

Johnny was bad, even as a child everybody could tell
Everyone said if you don't get straight You'll surely go to hell
But Johnny didn't care
He was an outlaw by the time that he was Ten years old
He didn't wanna do what he was told
Just a prankster, juvenile gangster

His teachers didn't understand They kicked him out of school
At a tender early age
Just because he didn't want to learn things
(Had other interests)
He liked to burn things

The lady down the block
She had a radio that Johnny wanted oh so bad
So he took it the first chance he had
Then he shot her in the leg
And this is what she said

Only a lad
You really can't blame him
Only a lad
Society made him
Only a lad
He's our responsibility
Only a lad
He really couldn't help it
Only a lad
He didn't want to do it
Only a lad
He's underprivileged and abused
Perhaps a little bit confused

His parents gave up they couldn't influence his attitude
Nobody could help The little man had no gratitude
And when he stole the car,
Nobody dreamed that he would Try to take it so far
He didn't mean to hit the poor man
Who had to go and die
It made the judge cry

(chorus)

It's not his fault that he can't believe
It's not his fault that he can't behave
Society made him go astray
Perhaps if we're nice he'll go away

(Repeat chorus) Hey there Johnny you really don't fool me
You get away with murder And you think it's funny
You don't give a damn if we live or if we die
Hey there Johnny boy
I hope you fry!

198 posted on 05/26/2006 12:49:57 PM PDT by SoothingDave
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To: SoothingDave

"Not My Slave" by Oingo Boingo... or, how to convert a feminist.

You're missing the whole point-- you're not my little pet
Don't throw away your life-- The game's not over yet
I do not own your soul--don't want you in a cage
I only want your heart to find that special place
You're mine now But you're not my sister
You're mine now But you're not my slave
You're mine But you're not my child
You're mine now But you're not my slave
With sand in my heart and clouds in my head
I thought about us both and the lives we've led.
From pages in a book and pictures on a screen
We shape ourselves like clay from someone else's dream.
One second you are cast just like stones at my feet
But I am not a king please don't worship me.
With everyone around telling us what to do
With deafening sound whisper I love you.


213 posted on 05/26/2006 10:33:58 PM PDT by dogbowl (ask the sierra club about immigration!)
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