Russian Roulette

Gather 'round now
all you who think you're tough.
We're going to play a game,
but if you lose, the losses are rough.

All you need to play
is a gun and one bullet.
Six people stand in a circle,
the the first person pulls it.

First up is Tom
they say he has "good breeding"
Little do they know
he just keeps taking beatings.

He stands there debating
whether or not its worth the risk.
He thinks of his father at home
and gives the barrel a twist.

He slowly lifts the gun
as his hands shake with fright
He pulls the trigger
But he's not to die tonight.

He passes it to Marissa
who's just your average girl.
Except after meals
when she has to go hurl.

She hates herself now,
so badly she sees no other way.
She spins the barrel and pulls back,
But she's not to die today.

Next up is Danny,
who's made fun of at school.
He thinks if he plays
They'll think he is cool.

He's done the math,
he knows his chances,
He spins the barrel
and watches as it dances.

He slams it shut
and holds it up to his head.
He pulls the trigger
and winds up dead.

The three that didn't play
breathe a sigh of relief.
Then they all start crying,
overcome with grief.

All Danny wanted
was to be accepted by his peers.
They pick up his corpse,
their faces streaming with tears.

They hide his body in the woods
and wash the blood off the ground.
They go their separate ways
and hope to god Danny's not found.

Nothing is for sure,
but I'm willing to bet,
never again will those five kids,
play Russian Roulette.