Laughing Stock lyrics
by Propagandhi
I revelled in the news of your botched suicide
Seemed such fitting fortune that you should die twice
But my sense of vengeance withered and withdrew
When I saw what remained ushered into the room:
A fun house reflection of
The sadistic, strapping thug that was
Diapered, deformed and drooling through
That simpering smile
That puerile grin for the camera crew
I stared long and hard, but I could find no trace
Of the piece of human sh*t that tortured, killed and raped
Shidane Arone
Wrong time, wrong place
He was 16 years old
They say you reap what you sow
And sometimes I force myself to rifle through
The images so I believe that, too
The fool seeks retribution, the fool leaves seeking penitence
Forgive me
I know not what I do
Laughing stock