Little Jimmy

Little Jimmy has a look around him He's always chasin' the moon Every light inside the house is on He's in the darkest part of that room But we don't know what he does when he is alone 'Cause when the sun goes down and the moon comes out That boy's bargainin' souls Don't nobody know what all Jimmy is seein' In the night air and he's feelin' the breeze Standin' right there just to sit a little teen in a nightmare But he thinks he's livin' a dream Middle of a mirror cause the people blue collar Mama worked hard just to get a few dollars Whiskey in a bottle, save it for tomorrow Gotta get it goin' baby, gotta get it goin' Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun So Mama called the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun Now you can hear him start to scream Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa) Blame it on rock and roll (whoa, whoa) It must be video games (whoa, whoa) This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa) This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa) Little Jimmy keeps fillin' with anger But nobody notices the danger Always said to watch the quiet ones and The ones that's the tamest You can feel the anguish You can tell he's changin' And he feels like he's just one shot away from bein' famous Little Jimmy has a problem Stole the revolver from his stepfather and Some bills from his mama Jake Zanex is how he deals with the drama Next thing you know he's willin' to kill for a dollar All of a sudden now Little Jimmy has a gun Jimmy's in a predicament that isn't any fun Really needs help but there isn't any one Next thing you know Little Jimmy is out livin' on the mime Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun So mama call the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun Now you can hear him start to scream Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa) Blame it on the rock and roll (whoa, whoa) It must be video games (whoa, whoa) This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa) This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Mama's worried about Jimmy 'cause he's playin' with a gun So mama call the police 'cause he's playin' with a gun His stepdad's walkin' in the door and playin' with a gun Now you can hear him start to scream Everybody run! (Whoa, whoa) Blame it on the rock and roll (whoa, whoa) It must be video games (whoa, whoa) This makin' these kids lose control (whoa, whoa) This makin' us all go insane (whoa, whoa)