Call Me Karizma - Johnny

Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing
Only word I learned was dysfunction
Ahh, yeah, ahh
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it
All the kids at school say I’m different
Ahh, yeah, ahh

Johnny’s got a loaded .45
Found it in his dad’s shoebox
Johnny doesn’t want to be alive
But he’s gotta make his school stop

He’s sick of being bullied, his mother’s starting to worry
But she doesn’t want to ask him or try to call the authorities
Now he is on the bus, to him it’s just another morning
But he doesn’t got a book, he’s got a gun without a warning

Cindy’s got a scholarship to Yale
Wants to be a nurse and spread love
Cindy’s moving out before the fall
Only got a week til’ school’s done

Taking every final of the season, she doesn’t mind ‘em
She’s always nice to the kids that are coming away behind her
She would never hurt a fly or bat an eye, she’s way too kind
But then a flash and then a cry and sees Johnny with a rifle

Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing
Only word I learned was dysfunction
Ahh, yeah, ahh
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it
All the kids at school say I’m different
Ahh, yeah, ahh

Johnny sees Cindy in the hall
Runs to go and get her by the hair
Cindy didn’t want to be involved
Johnny says “Stay the fuck here”
Starts to hear sirens and everybody is crying
The police are outside and now Cindy’s inside a closet
And she doesn’t want to die, she’s got a Bible in her pocket
But where the fuck is God when the world’s getting way too violent?

Eyes closed
Praying for her life while the shots go
Screaming for the cops but they’re not close
She’s not writing letters but where’s John Doe?
He’s right here
Grabs Cindy by her bright white hair
Says to “be quiet or your life ends here”
But the door breaks down and now John gets scared
So he puts the gun to her head
Life ain’t fair
“Let me tell you about my life quick
I’m the fuckin’ shy kid
At the party I’m the kid that never got invited
I’m the one that failed every test, every problem
It’s not fucking fair you’re in Yale for your college!
Goddamn my mom, can’t stand she’s drunk
Pop xans, I can’t stand feeling numb
Stop moving, Cindy! You squeal too much!”
Pop goes the gun, another school shot up

Teacher, teacher can’t tell me nothing
Only word I learned was dysfunction
Ahh, yeah, ahh
Mom and daddy, you just don’t get it
All the kids at school say I’m different
Ahh, yeah, ahh

Reporting live from *** high school
We’re now learning more about the terrible events that took place
And what can drive someone that seemed like a normal kid
To do something so evil and inhumane
We’re asking everyone and anyone that sees warning signs
To please offer help and love and compassion to those who need it
Together we can make a difference