Just a poor mans son from the docks
By christ named johnny made bucks with box
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo
The taste of blood turns on his mind
Hes thrilled to kill with no alibi
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo
Im one of those rich men who managed whores
Makin dirty money from the misfit souls
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo
Coz holding all the aces in his hands
Just a shattered faces there at the very end
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo
Dont wanna see yer face down on the floor
(lets go, johnny! lets go johnny!)
Just kill him and i take it all
(hit me, johnny!, hit me, johnny!)
No mercy, dont need self control
(lets go, johnny! lets go johnny!)
Just score and find peace of yer soul
(hit me, johnny!)
See their fatuous faces
Should not loose my faith in you,
But if youll cheat on me, ill let the dogs out on you
Use yer money maker
Fights the only chance for you
If youll hit the floor, i let the beast out on you
