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Johnny (Letra)

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We got a wonderful show 4 y’all 2night, uh (alright, i love it)
But first off, before we get 2 the band
We’d like 2 bring up this nice funny young man, uh
(look at that dog, man, give me one of them)
Jimmy joe go’n bring out here 2 open the show {crowd boos}
Jimmy, come on out here and give us some jokes
(naw, get him off the stage)
Ok, well hold on, oh, uh, uh (come on, man)
What did the fat lady say 2 the skinny man? (who cares?)
(get your white ass off the stage!)
(i paid 3 dollars man, i wanna see the band)
Oh, oh, ok, i’ll, i… (sit down)

(n.p.g.! n.p.g.! n.p.g.! …) {crowd chants}
Ok, well, ladies and gentlemen
U didn’t like my jokes
I’m gonna introduce a wonderful band 2 u (bring on the band)
They’re the hottest thing i know [nowadays]
The n.p.g.! {crowd cheers}

That’s right, we’re the only band 2 bring it 2 u live
After rockin’ the house 4 3 straight hours, huh
N.p.g., we’re gonna wreck in ’93 (glam slam, are u ready?) (yeah!)
(i said glam slam, are u ready?) (hell yeah!)

Ooh, this is nice
Yeah, i told u we would get good seats
U didn’t get good seats at the restaurant
Well, well, u don’t never trust nobody
Shut up bald head motherfucker
Sit, sit down here, i’ma go up here and do a song with them, sit down
Go on, go on, stay, i came 2 see tony anyway

Fellas, fellas, throw that shit down, kick something i can sing
Yeah, now u … (that’s what i’m talkin’ about)
U guys got some tootsie pops in here?
(yo, yo, yo, we got my boy, johnny in the house)
U got 2 have some tootsie pop, mmm, alright

Glam slam granny with the hot pants on (where she at?) (hey, over here)
Give me good lovin’ till after dawn
Johnny got a hat cuz he don’t trust pills (goldnigga)
(cuz we damn skippy right)
And if u don’t love me then your sister will (gold)

Now let me hear u sing damn it!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!) {repeat 4 times}
Come on
We gonna freak 2 the…
(1 2, tell me what 2 do)
(3 4, i’m about 2 score)
Everybody (5 6, suck up on this)
Johnny, drop it!

Tell me, tell me, tell me what am i suppose 2 do
I never had another granny look like u
Every time i see u, girl, my johnny get hard
Harder than the handle on the rake in my yard
Harder than the brownstone brick on my house
If i ever, ever, ever get u into my mouth (yeah)
I’ll drink u like a 40 in an alcoholic’s hand
Baby, can’t u understand?

I’m only fantasizing cuz your love is tantalizing
And it’s got me burning rubber in my pants
But i don’t wanna do u till i spend the time 2 school u
On the fine art of romance
U got 2 know how 2 make love 2 me, below and above me
In the back of my bmw "z"
The bang bang boogie, u will give it 2 me
Cuz johnny will make u dance (can we bring it up?)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!) {repeat 4 times}
Give it up
Everybody
We’re gettin’ sleazy

Shake it (hot damn!)
Yeah, hit it fellas
Goldniggaz, this is funky
Y’all have 2 excuse me 4 a second
What, u out?
Yeah
U out? i’m out

Mind if i join ya?
Aren’t u supposed 2 be up there singin’?
Yeah
Where’s prince?
What do u mean "where’s prince?"
I thought he was gonna sing 2night
Ah, ain’t that a bitch?
Come on, wait, come here
Tony, where is he?

Levi (in the house)
Who next on the agenda, who next on the agenda, who drop somethin’?
(bobby brown)
Bring it on (bring it on)
(morris, where u at?)
Time 2 school (stop aids)
Yo tommy, yo tommy, what u here 4, man?

Sweet keys
(play that motor scooter)
Say what? (don’t be a fool)
I don’t know, i think we need a little self check
(saxophone, saxophone)
Ah, what your background? (damn!)
That ain’t workin’, man
What u think we need?
Kathy j. (ah yeah)
See, that gonna straighten me right out
That just straight… that just straightens me right out (ooh)

N.p.g. (in the motherfuckin’ house) {x3}
N.p.g. (that’s how we rollin’)

{crowd noise}
(get a clap goin’) {repeat}

Get a grip, tone, get a grip (can i, can i, can i?)
Get a grip, tone, get a grip (can i grip it?)
Get a grip, tone, get a grip (can i, can i, can i?)
Get a grip, tone, get a grip (just 4 the ladies) (holy jesus)
Hey baby, what u doin’?

I would like 2 introduce 2 u
What’s your name, baby?
Chicanes
Chicanes?

Yo, grippin’ the mic is like grippin’ necks
But i only grip necks when a brother’s on the b-side of some safe sex
That means the a-side i flip and commence 2 penetrate with the… (oh)
Ooh, yeah ha
But enough about my propers
Brothers write 2 much about how they been endowed, boy
And god, i’ve been blessed with just enough 2 get the job done
Check it just like ford (what?) – "quality is job one"
2 get a grip, u need a handle, not a breaker 1 2
2 much said on the airwaves cause 2 much scandal
See, things got funny when i made my money
Why brothers got jelly when pockets get fat?
Their pockets equal fly honeys
An equation that just don’t figure
Cuz tone is quick 2 bust a bubble on the butt of a gold digger
(so what u sayin’?)
U see, i worked 2 hard 4 this honey dip (honey dip)
Check it, get a grip

Oh tony, that was great
No no, serious shit, man, that was great
I’m telling u, believe me when i say
That this is just… this is rap at its finest
Yes, i’m tellin’ u, u know
(who is this dude, man? go on, get outta the way)
Alright, i just wanna…
(get outta here!)

Johnny needs a jim (jimmy needs a job) {x3}
Johnny needs a jim (yo, let me borrow a couple of those)
Take a few packs tone
I ain’t goin out like that, u know what i’m sayin’?
Who got the ‘lactics? (gots 2 be protected)
Who got the ‘lactics? (ain’t go’n rain on me!)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!) {repeat 4 times}
Pick it up
Everybody

Feelin’ funky funky fine in my deuce and a quarter
Feelin’ funky funky fine
Feelin’ funky funky fine in my deuce and a quarter
Feelin’ funky funky fine

In my deuce and a quarter feelin funky funky fine
And we’re rockin’ that stupid shit
Well, well (well, well, well)

U know lord, it’s really hard being the best band in the world
And uh, we’d really like 2 thank u right now 4 all u done
And the new power generation would like 2 say "amen"

In my deuce and a quarter feelin funky funky fine
And we’re rockin’ that stupid shit
W – w – wnpg (rollin’ at ‘cha)
Comin’ 2 u directly (ha ha ha) (come one) (goldnigga)
From paisley (put your shit up while u sleep)

(gold) goldnigga

We out
We try that one more time? (yeah)

Bring on number 1, bring on number 2, bring on the n.p.g. {repeat 4 times}
Bring on number 1, bring on number 2

Now we out

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Johnny (Letra)

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I put my hand upon her knee
And she said – Do you want to see?

I put my hand upon her brest
And she said – Do you want to kiss?

Gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny, my jingle
(repeat)

I put my hand upoon her thigh
And she said – Would you like to try?

I put my hand upon her belly
And she said – Do you want to feel me?

Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingle…
(repeat)

I put my hand upon her knee
And she said – Do you want to see?

I put my hand upon her brest
And she said – Do you want to kiss?

Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingle
etc…

Johnny (Letra)

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Somewhere on the waterfront
Johnny’s hiding with a gun
Swears he’ll kill any man that tells his story
He’s not sorry for what he’s done

He broke into a drugstore
To cure his daily need
He didn’t mean to shoot the guard
But he was blinded by the greed

Oh johnny

You see that nun, she’s his sister
She doesn’t know that he’s gone bad
When they told it to his father
It drove the old man mad

Just as his mother warned him
From her dying bed
It’s alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head

Oh johnny

Now the cops have got him surrounded
And he doesn’t stand a hope
He wonders how he could be in so much trouble
Over just a little dope

Five to one he gets away
That’s the odds i’m going to give
Five to four they blast him away
Three to one he’s going to live

Oh johnny

Back in the alley where he was slain
I thought i heard something move
Beside the trash can lay a heart and chain
The picture had been removed

Just another juiced up junkie
Looking for a bed
It’s alright to lose your heart
But never lose your head

Oh johnny

Johnny (Letra)

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Oh johnny
Do you miss your mother
Do you miss your father
Oh an johnny, do you miss me
Oh and i was so hungry
I just wanted to attack
And i was so hungry
And that mean i’ll never look back
Oh johnny
Sometimes i wonder
Sometimes i wonder
And i
And i wonder
What it’s like to die
No yah see i could’da been a star
I could’da been a whip
I tell y’a somethin’ else right now
We could’da been
Sailing along on our ship
Is this ring that he wore
It’s just another thing that he wore
But there’s something about this ring i just can’t ignore
So i keep it though i don’t no were it’s from
Oh johnny
Do you miss all the old the old ladys
Do you miss all of the crazys
Oh an johnny, do you miss me
Oh johnny
Do you miss your mother
Do you miss your father
Oh johnny there’s something that i’d like to know
And i, and i
Could you tell me john,
Could you tell me what it’s like to die

Gordon gano: vocals, giutar
Brian ritchie: bass
Victor delorenzo: drums

Recoded by victor delorenzo at the beneath it all cafe, milwaukee, 1981

*previously unreleased

© gorno music reprinted with permission

Johnny (Letra)

Neil Young

Neil Young

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Someone wants to blow up the planet
Johnny wants to find out why
Johnny did a show in st. louis
Love came through the sky.

Oh yeah, they were camped out,
Waiting for the sun to rise
Oh yeah, johnny sang out
Love into the sky.

Johnny found a place out in texas
Waiting for him to come
Made himself a reservation
And hope came, in the gun.

Oh yeah, he was flying,
Waiting for the sun to rise
Oh yeah, color by numbers
Waiting for the sun to rise.

Johnny did some time in the army
Johnny did a stint in vietnam.
Now he can’t forget it,
His mind is confused, slipping from his twisted hand.

Oh yeah, he’s still back there
With one hand on the gun
Oh yeah, he’s still back there
Waiting for the rising sun.

Now johnny likes to go down the highway
The wind singing in his ears
Right up as most things go whirring by
By day everything looks clear.

Oh yeah, johnny ride on
Gonna find a special home
Oh yeah, down the highway
Looking for the rising sun.