I got the blues - the Columbine High blues Popular kids scorn me - guess I wear the wrong shoes Now I wear a black coat - I'm different it shows I'm lost in my own world - my hate it sure grows I'm thinking of a plan - my revenge on mankind To go out with a bang - leave a lot of corpses behind I fetch me some guns - some bombs I a__emble All the kids who hate me - soon they'll all tremble Once more I'm off to school - but I won't learn a thing I'm shooting at will - my bullets they do sing Jocks and christians fall - wounded victims I chase Until I take my own life - I have made my case It must have been my music - or those computer games But what about my rearing - yet my parents no one blames