Johnny Christ with his lonely vows
Imprisoned in his shoes
S to the bad things of a child left by the blues
Out somewhere on 70 'tween Vegas and L.A.
Torn and tattered, his underwood(?) battered, looking for word to play
Could've been a??? with a politician's grin
double breasted skirt chaser, Sippin' smooth imported gin
But he traded in his white bread
Took his song out on the road
New York City in the Spring of '45
Down on 52nd street
???
Got the souls and strapped the holes and started searchin' for the vein
Johnny Christ, Johnny Christ
(Sax solo)
Johnny Christ with his own device
New people had to show?
Once they pa** the dreadlocks though he had???
Lost in his reflection, sees a d**h in black and white
Hailed the undertaker, and disappeared... into the night...
Johnny Christ, Johnny Chri-ay-a-ay-a-ay-a....st
(Sax solo, outro)