The Last Gig of Johnny B. Goode Lyrics

	Writers：leo sayer & frank farrell
	He pleads to his manager
	There just seems to be no way out
	Have one last cigarette
	No time to put it out
	He's quitting this time for good
	This is the last gig for johnny b. goode
	And now the pressure's really on
	Black limousines close in
	His hotel suite is really neat
	But the flight nearly did him in
	A telegram said break a leg
	But the doctor says he's broken his head
	Set up the amps
	Play it loud
	So no one can hear the words
	Good job
	They wouldn't wanna hang around
	Set up the ligths
	But keep em dim
	So no one will see him in
	The state that he's in
	Ladies and gentlemen
	Will you welcome for the last time
	A man who if he could help it
	Would not be here tonight
	The man who has nothing left to prove
	Bye bye johnny b. goode
	The agent's looking restless
	He says this house is awful bad
	He said we should have booked the audience
	Rather than booked the band
	He's quitting this time for good
	Because they won't turn up for johnny b. goode

	Writers: leo sayer frank farrell
	He pleads to his manager
	There just seems to be no way out
	Have one last cigarette
	No time to put it out
	He' s quitting this time for good
	This is the last gig for johnny b. goode
	And now the pressure' s really on
	Black limousines close in
	His hotel suite is really neat
	But the flight nearly did him in
	A telegram said break a leg
	But the doctor says he' s broken his head
	Set up the amps
	Play it loud
	So no one can hear the words
	Good job
	They wouldn' t wanna hang around
	Set up the ligths
	But keep em dim
	So no one will see him in
	The state that he' s in
	Ladies and gentlemen
	Will you welcome for the last time
	A man who if he could help it
	Would not be here tonight
	The man who has nothing left to prove
	Bye bye johnny b. goode
	The agent' s looking restless
	He says this house is awful bad
	He said we should have booked the audience
	Rather than booked the band
	He' s quitting this time for good
	Because they won' t turn up for johnny b. goode

	Writers: leo sayer frank farrell
	He pleads to his manager
	There just seems to be no way out
	Have one last cigarette
	No time to put it out
	He' s quitting this time for good
	This is the last gig for johnny b. goode
	And now the pressure' s really on
	Black limousines close in
	His hotel suite is really neat
	But the flight nearly did him in
	A telegram said break a leg
	But the doctor says he' s broken his head
	Set up the amps
	Play it loud
	So no one can hear the words
	Good job
	They wouldn' t wanna hang around
	Set up the ligths
	But keep em dim
	So no one will see him in
	The state that he' s in
	Ladies and gentlemen
	Will you welcome for the last time
	A man who if he could help it
	Would not be here tonight
	The man who has nothing left to prove
	Bye bye johnny b. goode
	The agent' s looking restless
	He says this house is awful bad
	He said we should have booked the audience
	Rather than booked the band
	He' s quitting this time for good
	Because they won' t turn up for johnny b. goode

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