Lyrics:
This one's for Johnny!
John Wood's a teacher and he's British
John Wood's a teacher and he loves it
John Wood's a teacher and he's British
John
John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Ak
Twenty
4-7
Civilian
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Ak
Twenty
4-7
Civilian
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Alright i'd like to tell you
Before I get too deranged
Or something, or friends here
Are: on lead guitar, john Wood the
Amazing John Wood, yeah
Go tell the sheriff, john roland wood's found jesus
Now he's living at the foot of the cross
He testified on the main drag this evening
Said he's
, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Well, he
John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
He's sitting in a sycamore in St. John's wood
Soaking day-old bread in kerosene
Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's found Jesus
Now he's living at the foot of the cross
He testified on the main drag this evening
Said he's
Go tell the Sheriff
John Roland Woods found Jesus
Now he's livin' at the foot of the cross
He testified on the main drag this evening
Said his
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress
Owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could but
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
Oh where are you going said Milder to Moulder
Oh we may not tell you said Festel to Fose
We're off to the woods said John the Red Nose
We're off
eyes and sold you a dream
Then we fled the scene where we met on Christmas Eve
And then I moved into her big old house
I never been to Saint John's
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
with fire
If you're playin' with me, then you're playin' with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
Your father would be
Arnos Grove ladbroke Grove
Boston Manor manor House
St james’s Park and st john’s Wood
Shepherd’s Bush Market shepherd’s Bush
Harlesden holborn
Northwood
I've been stoned before
In Saint John's Wood crematorium
I fell down with boredom
Knee deep in the snow...
I've been stoned before...
In
Gentlemen... Attention...
I've been stoned before
In Saint John's Wood crematorium
I fell down with boredom
Knee deep in the snow...
I've
me
'Cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress
On the block in St Johns Wood
And your father be there with her
If he only could
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's a heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
But
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's a heiress
Owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could but
throes
All run out, and they know
Is it time to go home?
Is it time to go home?
End of the season, one over to go
St John’s Wood mist gift wrapping your
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