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I wasn't doin' anything I was just, I'm just I was, I'm not doin' nothin' What are you doing here? I was -, but I - Boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run Johnny wanted to move, move it, move it Then boy gripped Johnny, pressed him against the locker Drove it, drove it home, drove it deep in Johnny The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees Started crashing his head against the locker Crashing his head against the locker Laughing hysterically When suddenly, Johnny gets the feeling He's being surrounded by Horses, horses, horses, horses Coming in in all directions White shining, silver studs with their nose in flames He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses Do you know how to pony Like "Boney Maroney?? Do you know how to twist? Well, it goes like this, it goes like this Do the mash potato, come on Do the alligator, do the alligator And you twist the twister Like your baby sister, need your baby sister Give me your baby sister, teach your baby sister Rise up on her knees Do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee Roll down on her back Got to lose control, got to lose control Got to lose control and then you take control You'll roll, you'll roll your back Do you like it like that, like it like that Like it like that, like it like that? Then you do the watusi, do the watusi Life is filled with holes Johnny's just laying there in his sperm coffin Angel comes up to him, "This pretty boy Can't you show me nothing but surrender?" Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket Taped to his chest, there's the answer He got pen knives and jack knives and switchblades preferred Switchblades preferred, then he cries, then he screams, saying Life is full of pain And I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my nose with snow And go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud And go Johnny go, do the watusi, do the watusi There's a little place across the tracks Name of the place is like it like that And the name of the place is, and the name of the place is And the name of the place is Hit me