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Martin was serious thoughtful and
Sharp as tack
He'd always land feet first and water ran right
Off his back
Extremely well liked he was handsome and nobody's fool
So eyebrows went flying when he brought daddy's shotgun to school
Don't be annoyed with me dear
We're long on bravado and short on the beer
I may not have made my own choice
But I'm proud to be thought of as one of the boys
Were having a meeting and you're all invited to stay
We'll send out for pizza if anyone's leaning that way
The topic today is survival and I've got the floor
So who'll talk to newsmen and who'll need some help through th? door
Never had time for th? teams
Was too busy sorting through recurring dreams
Never thought much of the noise
But was proud to be thought of as one of the boys
Didn't want to be nobody's dog
Begging for scraps on a leash
Couldn't see my hand through the fog
Couldn't find no shells at the beach

Now i've been handed a light
Though everything's coming out black
Looks like my daddy was right
I've got some bills to pay back
The scene was confusion as somewhere a window blew out
He's flipping his lid i heard every reporter there shout
A troubled young gunman held eighty policemen at bay
And how many children inside were hurt no one could say
The marksman who ended the siege
Was though hailed as a hero more sorry than pleased
I never saw more than one choice
When the bomb started ticking in one of the boys