Lyrics:
a major record company, named Bald-Headed John . . . King of the Plookers . . .
Father Riley B. Jones:
This is the story 'bout
Bald-Headed John
Vernon Johns
Dr. Martin Luther King, Rosa Parks
Nelson Mandela, Malcolm X
Bishop Desmond Tutu, Mohammad Ali
Sydney Poitier, Quincy Jones
Colin
John Jones, the son of a gun (you're the son of a gun)
John Jones, the son of a gun
You take my woman
You make me run
You make my friends all
Ann Perkins, Dannette Daniels, Tyisha Shenee Miller
Amadou Diallo, Margaret LaVerne Mitchell, LaTanya Haggerty, Malcolm Ferguson
Prince Carmen Jones
Marilyn and Joe
You better have somewhere to go
Or you're off to a real bad start
Like The Rolling Stones and Brian Jones
Martin Luther and the Catholic
bleating
And he's reading
A verse from St. John
A trickle of light
Seeps through the blind
Luther pulls down the shade
Until he makes up his mind
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
Toujours dans les problèmes comme John Luther
J’vois ce monde qui va mal, mains dans l’dos comme TAO PAÏ PAÏ
Comme disait Balavoine, mon album c’est mon
Mr jones
Mr jones
Mr jones
Hey from below
Are you watching
Are you watching
Are you watching us down here below
We don’t
We don’t quite know
plain stoned
Trying to live like my heroes did
Is the hardest kind of livin' there is
Been a tug of war since I was a kid between Jesus and Jones
Put our lives in the hands of the Lord
That's hard to tell the Fam Of Botham Jean
Who was chillin' in his own home so damn wrong
In 63 Martin Luther had
the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open the door and let 'em in,
a favor
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open
a favor
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open
you know what I’mma do to you
For the loot
I’m dreaming for a trillion
Martin Luther, Malcolm X, and Nelson Mandela
Thinking peace, power, respect,
Me julga como homem, nem sabe quem eu sou, só espero que se dome
Porque tenho o dom tipo Jon Jones, John wick e Jon Snow
Me julga como homem, nem
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzy, Brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, Auntie Gin
Open
Open the door, let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzy, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil & Don
Brother Michael, Auntie Jin
Open the door, let 'em in,
a favor
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
John Hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot Frank Jones on that West Virginia line
You ought a seen John Hardy get
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the crowd yell
And if they want beef
I'm ringing the cowbell
This crispy cream make 'em ring
Like they found Mel
Jones, and I don't need no introduction
I'm
We were there when June became
Johnny's lovin' bride
And we sang to him that mornin'
Our buddy Luther died
And we were there when the son was
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