Tommy took his last stand
Stood with gun in his hand
And he lost his way
This maybe his last day

Evil flows within him
As time it slips away
Through rumors still haunts him
It's too late, it's too late

Looking back on those days
Where Tommy used to play
The memories that find him
The places fade away

All the pain and torture
Not writing to take a stand
Rumors still haunts him
As the faces fade away

Put the gun to his head
This is what he said
Pull the trigger
Then watched him
Watched him bleed

Tommy's got something, need to be said
Wasted life with one bullet, to the head
Now he's got something he won't soon forget
He can't fuck with tonight
His time is already spent

Tommy waits in silence
Then they lead him to the room
The priest come to him
As the clock, it ticks away

Tell me what did he see
Tell me what did he feel
Oh Tommy, oh Tommy

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.