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Watching Scotty Die Lyrics
I've got a kid his name is Scott
He's goin' blind and his blood just will not clot
The doctors line in rows to stick tubes up Scotty's nose
There is the field where Scotty used to play
Until Ortho Orange Number 42 was dumped in it one day
I think it's so funny I laugh until I cry
Just me and God watching Scotty die
The chemical plant across the street
Leaves off steam that colours our white sheets
It's been happening for years
Now I'm crying rainbow tears
One day my dog went out to play
Instead of grey
he came back colored yellow
The chemical men said stay mellow
It happens all the time
Now Scotty's skin is lime
I think it's so funny I laugh until I cry
Just me and God watching Scotty die
He's goin' blind and his blood just will not clot
The doctors line in rows to stick tubes up Scotty's nose
There is the field where Scotty used to play
Until Ortho Orange Number 42 was dumped in it one day
Just me and God watching Scotty die
Leaves off steam that colours our white sheets
It's been happening for years
Now I'm crying rainbow tears
Instead of grey
he came back colored yellow
The chemical men said stay mellow
It happens all the time
Now Scotty's skin is lime
Just me and God watching Scotty die
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50tbt On Sep 02, 2008
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There is a Bobby Goldsboro song "Watching Scotty Grow" which is a ridiculously sweet song about some guy so proud of his young boy and all their happy memories and future memories to come. The song ends with the lyrics "Just me and God watching scotty grow" so that's where the hook of this song comes from.
Knowing this somehow makes the song even sadder.
A song that is both amusing and sad, about the effects of pollution on our health. I certainly expect to see increasing cancer rates and other genetic malfunctions from all the toxins we're exposed to. I remember this being a favorite song of a fifth-grade friend. He listened to Dead Milkmen in-between all the Anthrax and Metallica.
Hilariously sad.