Lyrics:
'cause 'e fucked me up by tryin to tell me…
Steve: Nicko.
Nicko: If 'e'd o' come up to the riser...
Steve: Nicko.
Nicko: Look...
Steve: Nicko.
Nicko: He was, 'cause he fucked me up by tryin to tell me...
Steve: Nicko.
Nicko: If he'd of come up to the riser...
Steve: Nicko.
Nicko: Look...
!
Johnny be good tonight!
Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath a tree in the railroad track
Old
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
Said, "Oh oh, go Johnny, Johnny you better be good"
I said, "Go, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight"
Play Johnny, "Go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode"
I
Said, "Oh oh, go Johnny, Johnny you better be good"
I said, "Go, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight"
Play Johnny, "Go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode"
I
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good Be good
Be good be good be
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good Be good
Be good be good be
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be
Johnny he was up to no good
Lost in notebooks
He never said nothin' but he thought he so should
Johnny was a dreamer but he broke their rulebooks
And he
of himself
Here's a broken mirror Johnny
Take a good hard look at yourself
Be careful Johnny, with the promise you made
Or it will blow up in your face like
Gotta sign up
Gotta go fight
Be a good boy now
Grow up right
Johnny signed up today
Just only got his licence yesterday
Now it's time to go fight
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
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a plan, before the sucker got up
I knew that if he got me I'd be in the lock up
But it wasn't me that hit him, it was the Johnny Jump Up
Well the next
moo moo moo
Jimmy: I want my money back!
Johnny: Yeah, that'd be ... that'd be good.
the kitchen
"Johnny, don't be late!"
So Johnny rolled out of bed at a quarter to eight
Went to the kitchen
Ate the breakfast that his momma made
Finished his
bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode
She remembered taking money out from gathering crop
And buying Johnny's guitar
bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode
She remembered taking money out from gathering crop
And buying Johnny's guitar at a broker
bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode
She remembered taking money out from gathering crop
And buying Johnny's guitar at a broker shop
As long
thought Hell'd freeze over before
Johnny got a girl and I lost friend
Can't even blame him
She's a ten out of ten
Must be out of her mind
She's out of his
it won't be long before she will see ya die
Well, I was standing in my front door early this morning
So sad, when I heard my name was said
Johnny
Nine is a good age to find your place
Within a crowd
Johnny do you wanna be the one
Walking by yourself back home
Passing by that old stone wall
Keep
a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically
This was necessary i think
, go, let her go
Go, Johnny, go, yeah, go
Go, Johnny, go, you better go
Go, Johnny, go, yeah, go
Johnny B. Goode
Ah, be good, Johnny
Yeah, his
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