They found him in the lane

With cocaine in his brain

They found him on his own Someone saw him lying there

I heard what was said

Another rebel dead

They say he killed himself

But it was someone else

His name was on their list

And now he don't exist

He didn't stand a chance

Upon his grave they dance

They were determined to blow him out

And so the papers read

That Johnny Smith was dead

A little girl asked why

And made her brother cry

Why did they make him go that way?