Just a poor man’s 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
He’s thrilled to kill with no alibi
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo

I’m 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 face’s there at the very end
Hey ho (hey ho) johnny weirdo

Don’t wanna see yer face down on the floor
(let’s go, johnny! let’s go johnny!)
Just kill him and i take it all
(hit me, johnny!, hit me, johnny!)
No mercy, don’t need self control
(let’s go, johnny! let’s 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 you’ll cheat on me, i’ll let the dogs out on you
Use yer money maker
Fight’s the only chance for you

If you’ll hit the floor, i let the beast out on you