Lyrics:

He was the kind of kid you did not want to sit by He kept his boogers in his desk he wore a neck tie And he never washed his hair You wished he wasn't there But everybody cried The night that Kenny died 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 Everybody cried The night that Kenny died Died on a motorcycle We never understood That he was holdin' on tight Through the middle of the night Starin' at a [?] one 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 Everybody cried The night that Kenny died And everybody cried The night that Kenny died Everybody cried The night that Kenny died And everybody cried The night that Kenny died Everybody cried The night that Kenny died And everybody cried The night that Kenny died Everybody cried The night that Kenny died