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