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of 'em lyin' there dead
Johnny hid out in a farmhouse; he had satisfaction in his eyes
He said "I know they're coming to get me, boys, but they ain't
grateful
I'm just so fucking grateful
Yeah, heaven really knows I overthink
Do a thousand takes and pick the fifth
Get overwhelmed by every little
night
I woke up in Johnny's room mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat mama
Wishing both of us were dead
You think
back and let it enter your soul
What we all need is to be a little more
Grateful
Eternally thankful for all the people who are breathing and the TV with
'bout last night
I woke up in Johnny's room mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat mama
Wishing both of us were dead
'bout last night
I woke up in Johnny's room, mama
Standing right there by his bed
With my hands around his throat, mama
Wishing both of us were dead
And I'm - Grateful
I said I'm grateful
I'm a little older now
With a family of my own
I fight and pray everyday
I pray that Your will be done
I thank you
Johnny Panic And The Bible Of Dreams
I get excited by the news of today
What seems unstable may be able to stay
Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic And The Bible Of Dreams
I get excited by the news of today
What seems unstable may be able to stay
Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic
They Won't All Be Good Days
Johnny used to walk, with his head up in the sky,
Never quite knowing, what his feet would pass by,
He couldn't
smiling and waving her gun
Picking off cheerleaders one by one
Oh, Buffy's pom-pom just blew to bits
Oh no, Mitzi's head just did the splits
God, my
poisoned by the life
Never believed that you could con me
you made me believe
My no good no good Johnny
My no good no good Johnny
soldier soldier will
You can hang me by the neck
Till I'm dead, dead, dead
Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red
Now is the time honey, this is the place
The good
got kin deah!
Thing-fish:
Naw! really? cain't be!
Evil prince:
Oh hell yeah! de ugly dead muthafucker on de string deahh...he related to a buncha
to die in the wreckage
As soon as it burns, I'll be gone
I'm goin' back to sentimental Johnny (what for?)
To take in all I can (once more!)
To take
to die in the wreckage
As soon as it burns, I'll be gone
I'm goin' back to sentimental Johnny (what for?)
To take in all I can (once more!)
To take
bye Johnny be good
She remembered takin' money earned from gathering crop
And buying Johnnys guitar at a broker's shop
As long as he could play it by
somebody knows
There's a lying in your silence. Tell me where did Johnny go?
Poor Katie, she won't even speak his name
None of us will ever be the same
It's
Johnny was a tall man, but his memory was short.
He'd forget to duck at doorways, and often he'd get hurt.
I took good care of him for he had no
Aye, Grrr-ah!
Oh shit (Skrt skrt skrt)
MU$TY! (Aye)
MU$TY! (Aye)
(She want some dick)
MU$TY! (Aye)
Shorty want pipe, shorty want dick
Young Johnny
Johnny was bashful and shy.
Nobody understood why,
Mary loved him,
All the other girls passed him by.
Every one wanted to know
How she could
colleague spoke steady and clear
"I'll be number one by the end of the year"
Oh Johnny
Positive thinking is all that you need
To succeed
From that day
colleague spoke steady and clear
"I'll be number one by the end of the year"
Oh Johnny
Positive thinking is all that you need
To succeed
From that day
a life, you took it by the tail
And you swirled it around your head
And you thrashed it, you smashed the life out of it
And you knew that it would be
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