Johnny Levitate

Johnny he hates Mondays And he's thinking of a ride Johnny bought a ticket and he'll be gone for the night He screams about, sometimes you'll hear He shouts too much, his whisper's near He twists, oh too loud And I'm Johnny I'm not coming home A-ha A-ha A-ha Johnny steps in the room And he turns on all the lights Bombshell under cover And he said "I'll fix you right" He screams about, sometimes you'll hear He shouts too much, his whisper's near He twists, oh too loud And I'm Johnny I'm not coming home A-ha A-ha A-ha Stand up to life Thirst quenched all night Have two good marks, oh Johnny I'm Johnny Johnny resides in the room Gazing at aims in his life The last strings that he pulls Turns to half-blue silver eyes He took his plight, his vision's dead He shook his heart, his feeble grave Good night mom and dad I'm Johnny, I'm not coming home