JON JON THE SNIPERS SON
©Trev Teasdel 1992 Gt. Ayton
Jon Jon the snipers son
Learned to shoot when he was young
No one told him that to kill was wrong.
He saw a film when he was eight
With a plot that filled his mind with hate
For anyone, with whom, he could not relate.
He viewed the world through rifle sights
And fired at rats on lonely nights
Snared by the traps inside his mind.
Sometimes this world’s a dreadful place
Full of hate with a sallow face
A hangman with a swinging mace.
We could build a better world
A crystal ship with its flag unfurled
Sailing in the name of all mankind
Jon Jon the snipers son
Learned to shoot when he was young
No one told him that to kill was wrong.
BRIDGE – Instrumental
Jon, it’s been said before
Dreamboats founder in the ocean’s roar
Then lie forgotten on silent shores.
But let us give it all we’ve got
Our children deserve another shot
A New age is crying in its cot.
Jon Jon the snipers son
Was like the trigger of his gun
Waiting for his barrel to explode.
Jon was a snipers son
He shot himself when he was young
No one told him that the world had changed.
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My musician friend Steve Ingledew composed a multi-layered track on keyboards and asked me to do some lyrics. I was reading nursery rhymes to my kids at the time and began singing Tom Tom the Piper’s Son to the track, changing the words with what was coming through the news.
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My musician friend Steve Ingledew composed a multi-layered track on keyboards and asked me to do some lyrics. I was reading nursery rhymes to my kids at the time and began singing Tom Tom the Piper’s Son to the track, changing the words with what was coming through the news.