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He was the kind of kid
You did not want to sit by
He kept his boogers in his desk
He wore a necktie
And he never washed his hair
You wished he wasn't there
But everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
It was so touching all the girls
That would not touch him
He drew their pictures in his books
I used to watch him
And then he'd pick his nose
And wipe it on his clothes
But everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Died on a motorcycle
We never understood
He was holdin' on tight
Through the middle of the night
Starin' at a Mercury hood
It seemed so spooky
That the nerd we all detested
Would die so gloriously
And so unexpected
A wonderful guy God knows
They kept the casket closed
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
- Album:
- Terms Of My Surrender
- My Kind of Town
- Mystic Pinball
- Miscellaneous
- Dirty Jeans & Mudslide Hymns
- Master Of Disaster
- Beneath This Gruff Exterior
- The Tiki Bar Is Open
- Crossing Muddy Waters
- Little Head
- Stolen Moments
- Bring The Family
- Riding With The King
- All Of A Sudden
- Two Bit Monsters
- Slug Line
- Same Old Man
- Imus Ranch Record
- Walk On
- Warming Up To The Ice Age