מילים לשיר Ticking – Elton John

"An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school report
"He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught"
So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive
To notify your parents of the manner in which you died. "Oh, he's unconcerned with competition, he never cares to win"
At St. Patrick's every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins
And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son.
But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun Remember Mama said
"Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said.
Ticking, ticking
"Grow up straight and true blue
Run along to bed" Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.
They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest
You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down
Some gook said "His brains just snapped" then someone called the police
Oh, you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground. A young man tried to make a break, with tearPromising to hurt noThat gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm "Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said
Ticking, ticking
Oh, your childhood cried out in your head, "They mean to do you harm".
Remember Mama said
"Pay your penance well, my child
Fear where angels tread"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.
Within an hour the news had reached the media machine The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school
A male Caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens'
Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule. "Throw out your gun , walk out slow just keep your hands held high"
Oh, they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside
But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door
Oh, you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law. "You've slept too long in silence" Mama said
Ticking, ticking
Remember Mama said
"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking.