Johnny

Standing by an unlit lamp, a tree, a bridge, shaking, looking like a tramp, I listen to the news, someone else to berate, other cud to chew, better take a chance, if I play this game, either that or France, hoping I'm not askew, wondering what's to gain, singing out the blues, all this stuff about path, they c'n scatter my remains, no more wounds to lance, someone will bring a few, say Halleluja what a day, drink before we're screwed, cigarettes and laughs, beers drunk like champagne, life here's a dance, turning into rain.