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Check it out - it's eleven-thirty, |
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My hand is getting dirty |
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Snatchin' up things that probably can't be waitin' |
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Now this is a vision of a violent life |
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Livin' by a guard and totem of the night |
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I'm slamin' doors 2-4-5 'n pullin' the keys |
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Now these are the traged valuable luxuries to me |
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In the early dawn, before you yawn |
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I've been there swiped you and then I'm gone |
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Now it's six-o-clock, my heart tic-tacs |
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A black sadden bag full of bad ass rocks |
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My identity has to be exposed |
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Stealing from the spot that I chooly chosed |
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I lose and enfuse my choice to chose |
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Now I'm sick and I'm fallin' deeper in the mess |
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There's no hope for me, see?? |
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My path has been chosen I'm Johnny B |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |
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The situation's tight |
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You are billin' by the night |
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Can't choose between the wrongs and the rights |
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I'm searchin' for the clues, yo-what am I gotta do |
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I got the habit to take valuable things from you |
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Here I stand and I'm physically trapped by my tent |
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Drifting northern breeze triumphal is this adman |
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A lonely path when I stand alone |
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A round mothern flexion bendin' by my own |
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Here I lay down into certain deaths |
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Two spirits calls grabs my very last breath |
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Sometimes I wish reveseness in my path |
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A simple guest or a simple laugh |
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But I'm evil, dirty and mean |
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Two pounds blood pasts through my bloodstream |
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Frightened huh? You should be |
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Who am I? I'm Johnny B! |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go, Johnny B is in control |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go here we go now check the flow |
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Here we go, Johnny B is in control |
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It's a sleepless night, he's callin' your name |
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It's a lonely ride, I know how you saw him |
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Again and again |
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He's dressin' his dreams |
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Yeaah, Johnny my friend, it's not what it seems... |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |
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Johnny B, how much there is to see |
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Just open your eyes, and listen to me |
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Straight ahead, a green light turns to red |
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Oooh why can't you see, oooh Johnny B |