Kyle Thompson: Music

FOR T.R.


IN THE WILD WILD WEST ON A HOT SUMMER NIGHT
T.R. WENT WALKIN' WITH HIS COLORS WORN BRIGHT
AND JUST AS HE REACHED THE STREET CORNER LIGHT
A SNIPER GUNNED HIM DOWN...
A CAR SPED AWAY AS T.R. LAY THERE
BLEEDING TO DEATH BEFORE CHILDREN....
THEY ALL KNEW HIS NAME...AND THE NAME OF HIS GANG
AND THE LIGHTS AND THE SIRENS COME BLAIRIN'

CAUSE IT DON'T MEAN A THING IF YOU DIE AS A TEEN
IN THE STREETS OF A JUNGLE YOU'RE RAISED IN
THE SPRAY PAINTED WALLS LIKE THE GRAVEYARD
CALLS YOU TO JOIN UP A SIDE AND GET EVEN

WELL THE NEWS SPREAD FAST THAT T.R. HAD GOT TRASHED
AND THE NEIGHBORHOOD BOYS CRIED IN ANGER...
THEY SMOKED UP THEIR CRACK
AND WITH GUNS THEY STRUCK BACK
AT THE ONES WHO MURDERED THEIR BROTHER
THEY DROVE FROM THEIR TURF AND HEADED UPTOWN
RUNNIN' THROUGH STOP SIGNS UNTIL THEY FOUND
A RIVIAL GANG BOY
UP ON THE HOOD OF HIS CAR
WITH A SHOT GUN THEY BLEW HIM AWAY FOR T.R.

CAUSE IT DON'T MEAN A THING IF YOU DIE AS A TEEN
IN THE STREETS OF A JUNGLE YOU'RE RAISED IN
THE SPRAY PAINTED WALLS LIKE THE GRAVEYARD
CALLS YOU TO PICK UP A SIDE AND GET EVEN

AND SO THE GANGLAND ROULET WHEEL CONTINUES TO SPIN
AND LUCKY BALL NUMBERS FALL DEAD WHEN THEY WIN...
FAMILY AND FRIENDS THEY ALL GET TO PLAY
AND THE INNOCENT GET KILLED IF THEY GET IN THE WAY...
YOU SEE IT DON'T MEAN A THING IF YOU DIE AS A TEEN
IN THE STREETS OF A JUNGLE YOU'RE RAISED IN
THE SPRAY PAINTED WALLS LIKE THE GRAVEYARD
CALLS YOU TO JOIN UP A SIDE AND GET EVEN

SO IN THE WILD WILD WEST ON A HOT SUMMER NIGHT
T.R. WENT WALKIN' WITH HIS COLORS WORN BRIGHT
AND JUST AS HE REACHED A STREET CORNER LIGHT....