The Vindictives
Johnny, Where Are You?
Johnny?
Johnny?
Johnny?

(Johnny, where are you?)
I see you under the bed
(Johnny, where are you?)
It's time to swallow your meds
(Johnny, where are you?)
It looks like nobody's home
(Johnny, where are you?)
Why don't you answer the phone?

Everyone says Johnny's weird
He licks his lips to taste his tears
When he gets mad, he strips his gears
And he don't care how that appears
His favorite song has not been wrote
He will not laugh at all your jokes
He lets thеm thinks he buys their lies
And now it's еating him alive

[Guitar solo]

(Johnny, where are you?)
I see you under the bed
(Johnny, where are you?)
It's time to swallow your meds
(Johnny, where are you?)
It looks like nobody's home
(Johnny, where are you?)
Why don't you answer the phone?
Johnny?
Johnny?
Johnny?