My face was red my eyes rolled white
18 years old I wanted to cry
second period a gym class in Atlanta
I rolled out the Lysol undid my bandana
He'd sit on the pine he needed some powder
they were made out of leather and had quite an odor
he ran on them all year said the insides weren't rotten
a piece of my school year that'll never be forgotten
they were just some old worn out shoes
fungus and grime the smell made me puke
a young boy whos feet made me reel
I cant believe how sick they made me feel
I would pinch my nose I'd keep it tight
he'd say get a little air Stone and you'll be alright
just some old shoes with a swish on each side
and I'd get high on the lysol and ask
Hey What Died
I'm grown up now three boys of my own
I make them take thier shoes out as soon as they get home
maybe one day as they're shopping down that isle
they'll reach for that ole Lysol and think of me and smile and say
just some old worn out shoes
we never wore socks the smell made him puke
young boys who's feet made him reel
I can't believe how sick they made him feel
he'd say put um out boys
man they're ripe
leave them outside son they'll be alright
just some old shoes that the dog loved to chew
and he'd come home each night and ask
Hey What Died