The sky is grey He's off for the day Cos Johnny don't care what the company say His cold wet forehead has a strain to take but he smiles for a while Cos Johnny's in love again It's loud and red There's a hole in it's head Cos Johnny's started on the pistol break His cold wet forehead has a strain to take but he smiles for a while Cos Johnny's in love again But my friend Johnny's got a lot to enjoy He don't hang around with the rest of the boys He sits with his sandwiches gun in hand Singing 'loves me, loves me not' and popping off Gods toys Johnny's in love again Lost without a trace in the fields behind his place and he'll keep on pumping till they all come down His cold wet forehead wears a bright blue frown but he smiles for a while Cos Johnny's in love again