Michael McGuire Pizza In Jail
Little killers in a video landscape, no one loses you just rewind the tape,
a new fad for the bad boys, an old game played with new toys, daddy’s
guns there new joystick, bully beware now there’s no one he can’t lick,
it’s much worse than a crying shame, only the innocent to blame.
Given up one thru seventh heavens, lost this level and went straight to
hell, come to find there is no reset button, come to find they don’t serve
pizza in jail.
Just another symptom of the age, just an easier way to bleed the rage, a
perfect stance for gun control, no it’s that filth they watch that’s damned
there soul, meanwhile the kid doesn’t even understand why he aches,
he just wants to bend his heart a little before it brakes, he knows where
that guns at and he knows it’ll put you away, he just doesn’t realize
that it’s forever not just today.
Crying and hugging mommy thru the bars, her little jailbird held without
bail, she can’t do anything perhaps she never could, can’t even get them
to serve her baby pizza in jail.
But now there’s five other mommies out there that will never know, what
it’s like to watch there children grow, what once used to would have
been another class clown, wrapped his fingers flesh around a fantasy
and gunned it down, there is a lesson here one that should have never
been learned, but it’s one that we have pitifully and painfully earned,
kids guilty enough to blow someone all to hell, and innocent enough to
ask for pizza in jail.