To Late

Go man up and down A million times bump into you in town Then over comes a crowd And start clapping loud Shouting 'Kill him TJ' Or maybe 'Clap him Jack' Then your mummy brings in a little tiny sack Saying 'Oh here Jackie my little sweetie' And pulls out a razor blade Then ma papa comes and brings me a Tazor And then you through the at my hand But you said 'I swear this wasn't Planned And you put the razor through your neck Then the crowd said 'Oh My God' or 'What the heck' I was gonna help but I was to late your already dead BOOOM!