Slave Raider D.o.a. (dead On Arrival)
On a cold moon night in the middle of may
little Johnny and his friends out cruising in a
Chevrolet drinking and smoking feeling real cool
until the the curve came up and the guard rail broke
threw, all johnny's friends came out of there alright but
little Johnny feeling tonight
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Blood tickle down the side of the glass from the
windshield little Johnny's face smashed, he screamed in
pain again and again but there nothing anyone could do to
help him seem like forever before the ambulance came when
they got there they said Johnny couldn't be saved DOA
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Two days later the tears came falling down little johnny
was laid down six feet under ground no! doesn't matter
what was wrong or what was right, doesn't matter that
Johnny was out late that night it doesn't matter what
Johnny's daddy said Johnny's dead
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There's nothin' nothin' nothin' Johny's family can say
that would bring back Johnny today!
