Johnny says he's bound by only six strings to this world Johnny says he keeps them always one turn out of tune Johnny never listens to the kids that say Johnny X ain't never done the right thing anyway Johnny wears his leather like a crown of thorns Johnny spends alot of time wishing he was never born Johnny waits at Journal Square and tells himself again Johnny you're the patron saint of spittin' in the wind Johnny's got all the right scars but he'll never learn from them Johnny's past is his guide but he can't remember where he's been Johnny looks up through the steam of his caffine and says "Life a train I barely caught just to find out I ain't got the fare" I got my records of The King to keep me the red red wine in the air is drifting four chords and the spite to use them and just enough wisdom to ignore the truth.